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Mom and the Cottages



Mom did her work at home but also had a life outside the home.
Mom was  a laborer of the cottages she cleaned.
Mom would tirelessly work to get them looking spotlessly clean.
This was Mom's professional career which few people knew.
Yes, Mom worked on the outside to bring about enumerations.
I was always proud of her and thankful to Mom for what she did.
Cleaning the laundry at the motels she would work was another avenue Mom did.
Mom had two motels she took to doing the laundry for them.
The enumeration wasn't much but it did help so Mom labored hard.
This is when I was a teenager of about fourteen years of age.
Mom got my new clothes and ties from the money she earned.
Mom along with Dad was a good provider for my brother and myself.
Mom had  a job later on with doing the cleaning of a home of a friend of ours.
Mom was always thorough with what she did.
No half way measures for Mom ever.
Mom was a lady always and a person with whom you could rely.
This is part of the history of Mom and what she did.
I remain to be most proud of Mom and will continually be proud.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2015)







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