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A day like no other for my mother and I
We sat on the beach picnic basket in reach
We built castles in the sand.  Then we walked 
The shore, she took me by the hand.

Those days are gone way beyond my reach
She left one day in early spring, when her Angel took
Her hand, somewhere beyond this land she looks
Down at me were she stands.

I miss her gentle smile, her caring loving voice, but 
She rest in God's blue Haven were the Saints and 
Angels rejoice..... 

Forever in my heart, her memory lives on...
Her love for her children has flourished
It's warmth, is what my life is built upon......

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