"I don’t feel better"

"Mama, I don’t feel better

That what ole Dick would say;

With his face flushed with fever

And he did not want to play.

God gave us five dear children

So precious, if you please;

And when they were not doing well

We’d drop down on our knees.

But time has changed so much now

They all have gone their way;

They gave us precious memories

To pass our time away.

They often come to visit

With little-ones you know;

And bring us joy and happiness

And makes our hearts a’glo.

But now they’re scattered here and there

The grand ones all the same;

And as we pray from day to day