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Raising children means letting go bit by bit, but that's not always easy

Fifteen years now, time went fast
Childhood almost in the past
Almost woman, beauty too
Imagine boys are chasing you
Time is nearing, without doubt
That you're wanting to go out
A scary thought, my little girl
Your beauty shining like a pearl
Out there where I cannot protect
I'll have to trust you, that's a fact
It's hard to deal with, but I know
I'll have to practice letting go
We've tried to raise you, to prepare
you for the world that lies out there
If we succeeded, time will tell
I'll simply hope, that we did well
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