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How do I tell you, from this daughter Oh mother of mine, who couldn't have worked harder To make my life, as best as could be How much your loved, for loving me Things you wanted, so many times You put aside, to help me and mine Even when I was growing up A back you never turned, a door you never shut How do I tell you, how much this means Oh mother of mine, who always beams With a loving heart, with open arms Caring for all, with all your charms You made life, so very good For me you did, all you could You cared for me, through all bad times Your loved so much, oh mother of mine
Betty Halverson
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Miranda Cochran
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very beautiful poem I really enjoyed reading it
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