Making Lemonade at Home (Music Review)

She must see me as a live oak or a maple tree, sturdy enough to climb all the way to the top. Strong enough to carry her weight, and possibly the weight of all others. Never a hesitation of whether I will catch her as she jumps into my arms. And when I show weakness, physical limitations, she is puzzled. "What's wrong mommy? Are you ok," she'll ask. "Yes, I just need to rest lovie..."

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