Great Memory Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Great Memory



Que sera, sera is playing now, bringing back
memories of hearing my Mom singing it to me
when I asked her what will I would be when I
grew up.

She would then sing this song to me.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015
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