A Pocket Full of Poesies for Wednesday, March 24, 2004

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004

My Mother - A Season

My Mother, A Season I would like to think About a season ending, Without it meaning the death Of a life we loved I regret to say That it shall never happen With each new Autumn I will remember with tears My Mother My mother was a season Her transition from life to death Came too quickly - Quicker... Sign in to see full entry.

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