I’d like to write these words about my Mum
to me the finest lady in the land,
I don't remember days when she was glum,
she always found the time to hold my hand.
To emulate her life is what I hope
a loving soul who always cared for me,
with endless fortitude she seemed to cope
and raised her daughters just the way you see.
But as she aged, the tables slowly turned
where she had tended me, I cared for her,
the cancer in her body always burned
some days toward the end were just a blur.
My love for her will always linger on
She lives within my heart, though she is gone.





















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