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Post by Alexia on Mar 9, 2003 17:41:02 GMT -5
A mothers love will always be Like no other you’ll ever know. For it is unconditional No matter which way you go.
She gently wipes away your tears, Placing tender kisses on your face. Crying when you fall and cut your knee. Laughing as you run playfully.
She sits beside you when your sick. She feels your pain when you are down. She tries to comfort you when you frown. She guides you when no one else is around.
She teaches you when you are small And reminds you when you get big. Puts up with you when you are bad. And loves you always when you’re sad.
So when you see your mother next. Take her in your arms and heart. Tell her that you love her so. For one day, you both will have to part.
Alexia
2003
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Post by Maryann22 on Mar 9, 2003 20:54:19 GMT -5
this poem speaks truely.
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Post by Alexia on Mar 10, 2003 10:49:41 GMT -5
Never knew my mother, being a mother now, if she were here I certainly would take her in my arms and tell her how much I truly loved her.
Alexia
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Post by engarde on Mar 11, 2003 4:43:10 GMT -5
So often Mom is taken for granted, thanks for the reminder to appreciate not only her but all the people in our life.
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