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The Spontaneity of Mom and Her Legacy



Mom was one to weigh things before committing to them.
Mom was always alert at what needed to be done.
The thing about Mom was her spontaneity of doing things to help us.
Mom was one to always keep her children with her and never left us.
Mom went from place to place looking for a home for us to live.
It wasn't always nice or that we were wanted for it isn't the case.
My aunt didn't want to open the door but finally did.
My great aunt told Mom it was time to leave there too.
Dad had gone away looking for work but wasn't able to locate a job.
While he was gone Mother took it upon herself to take us along with her.
Mom was the continuity of our family even back then.
Mom was spontaneous to do something to help us stay together.
Mom never got on the wrong side of life and did things she would regret.
Mom was more a lady than that and worked to make sure we had a home.
I call Mom Blessed today for she is.
The Scriptures said I would call Mom that and I have for a long time.
Mom and her spontaneity is something wonderfully different but needed.
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