Remember childhood memories, mother's gentle heart, gave us love, and life. We feel lost without her now as she's passed a long time ago. Its just a stepping stone across the other side, reach out in prayer, thank you for all your love, and healing when I was a child, tears of joy in my memory. You are over the horizon and a new eternity. Happiness is being with you.
Michael Cochrane © 2024
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