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My Mother
Who was always there when I needed her most?
Who always made the best beef roast?
Who was always there for me to talk to,
when ever I was feeling down and very blue?
When In trouble, who got me out of it?
Still she loved me, even when I had a fit.
She would hug me and say, 'Don't worry,
take your time and don't hurry.'
When ever I said, 'I can't do it.'
She replied, 'Yes you can, don't worry a bit'.
When I left home, she cried and said 'Good bye,
then, said she, 'Now remember don't lie'
Someday, sometime or another,
I will see you again, dear old Mother.
poem
by
Jim Foulk
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