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Jesus Is Always True

I'm So Glad I Know the Lord Do You Know Him, Too?

Cooling the Apple Pies In the Windows

Remembering Mother's Day

The Beautiful Pink Daffodils



I Once Was Lost But Now I See

Mom's Gardenia Bush

The Wind and the Waves

Remembering Dad and Mom

The Beautiful Camellias

The Green Grass Of Home

The Love Of One Brother For Another

He Came Alone

Mother's Day In Heaven

I''d Rather Have Jesus

Jesus is Real

The Ringing of the Christmas Bells

Courtney and Ronnie Are My Mentors

Zandra Sees the Robin

The Love Of His Life Has Passed Away

Praise the Lord

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Ronnie and His Invaluableness

Ronnie--A Man With A Purpose

The Happiness of the Birds Is God's Gift To All People

Be One That Circumspectly Walks to Please God

Mom's Desire to Please God Is For All Time

Lyle Is a Treasured Man Whom I Care and Love

Ronnie and His Desire to Love Others

The Birds From God Gently Sing

Ronnie--a Man of Truth Always

Give of Your Best to Jesus All the Time

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Mom Was Our Personal Gift From God


No matter how you look at it; mothers are God's gift to their children.
For the Lord knew there must be a mom to bring their children up well.
To give that extra ump that is so needed in a child's life.
The burden falls to the mother to care for her young.
Mom was always good to us to get us ready for school and doing the things that she needed to do.
There was the washing of our clothes and doing the folding putting away and the other things concerning them Mom took care to do.
There is a joy to feel when it comes to Mom doing the things that were right for her to do as a mother.
To love us in spite of ourselves.
Mom did it all for us and never wanted a dime of enumeration.
Mom was incredulous for the many things she did  to make our lives happy.
There is joy to know Mom was not afraid to do something to help us.
Mom's greatest time for us to do was helping me with my spelling.
Mom always worked with me on Thursday night before my test day on  Friday.
Our time was together at the eating table.
We had a great time of being together and the love was always there.
This is partly who Mom was to us and how we loved her and do today.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2016-3-4)







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