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Mom was here
and then sadly
she was gone.
I learned a lot from her,
so much she taught me.
So much love was there,
in so many things.
And now that she's gone,
i can feel her wings.
She's there in every breeze,
i hear her sweet refrain.
When i am feeling blue,
i hear her call my name.
She's in the air i breathe,
by God's Amazing Grace.
And when i close my eyes,
i feel her warm embrace.
Never take a mother for granted,
for she's as fragile as a butterfly.
And when the time comes:
for her to leave this earth,
she'll still be with you by and by!
Copyright ©2007~S@L~

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