Do Me A “Favorite”
A Tribute to my Daughter,
Tiffany Mary Turner
Do me a favorite, Mommy. Don’t tie my shoes…
I can do it myself – I know what to do
Do me a favorite when we go home
Let me play on my xylophone
Let’s face it, Mom – be frank and be fair
You know you can’t comb my nappy hair
When I dance with Jameel he spins me around
Up on his shoulder he won’t let me down
Do me a favorite before I begin
Let me choose the college I want to attend
I’m headed to Dallas ‘cause Tampa is out
You know I will make it so don’t you dare pout.
Do me a favorite and please understand
I love Jordan, he makes no demands
Mom, Do me a Favorite and be happy for me
I’m in Heaven now and God lets me be me
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