"They've worried and cared whenever we hurt, with words always loving, though sometimes quite curt.
They may have made blunders but always have cared, and good times alike they have shared."
They may have made blunders but always have cared, and good times alike they have shared."
(The two latter verses are a light foundation that sets the tone for the powerful ballad that comes to stage below)
To all my lovely readers,
Today, I quote a popular ballad composed by the famous
"Franklin Pierce Adams"( Born-Nov 15,1881,New York City).
He was an American Columnist well known by his initials F.P.A., and Wit, best known for his newspaper column "The Conning Tower", and his appearance as a regular panelist on Radio's "Information Please" . A prolific writer of light verse.
"Never Forget Your Parents"
A young man once was sitting
Within a swell cafe,
The music it was playing sweet--
The people was quite gay.
But he alone was silent,
A tear was in his eye--
A waitress she stepped up to him, and
Asked him gently why.
He turned to her in sorrow and
At first he spoke no word,
But soon he spoke unto her, for
She was an honest girl.
He rose up from the table
In that elegant cafe,
And in a voice replete with tears
To her he then did say:
Never forget your father,
Think all he done for you;
A mother is a boy's best friend,
So loving, kind, and true,
If it were not for them, I'm sure
I might be quite forlorn;
And if your parents had not have lived
You would not have been born.
A hush fell on the laughing throng,
It made them feel quite bad,
For most of them was people, and
Some parents they had had.
Both men and ladies did shed tears.
The music it did cease.
For all knew he had spoke the truth
By looking at his face.
The waitress she wept bitterly
And others was in tears
It made them think of the old home
They had not saw in years.
And while their hearts was heavy and
Their eyes they was quite red.
This brave and honest boy again
To them these words he said:
Never forget, etc.
