A Mother's Heart Remembers Poem by Sharon Peeples

A first born son to call my own,
With joy and pride I brought you home.
There nestled in the cradle bough...
A mother's heart remembers now.
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Those tiny hands wrapped 'round my soul,
Then made my broken places whole.
So blessed by god, with love endowed...
A mother's heart remembers now.
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With each new dawn you cast your spell,
We did our best to raise you well.
Your dad and I took solemn vows...
A mother's heart remembers now.
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Though years of time have come and gone,
From wells of gladness I have drawn
Fulfillment~~which your life allowed...
A mother's heart remembers now.

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In loving memory of my son
Rodney Alan Peeples
April 12,1967 - September 21,2011