Sunday, December 14, 2008
I WON'T HAVE TO SEE-----IN HONOR OF MY MOM
I WROTE THIS POEM FOR MY MOM, I REMEMBER I USED TO DRIVE THE 300 MILES TO WEST VIRGINIA TO SEE HER AS OFTEN AS I COULD. I LOVE GOING BUT I SURE HATED TO LEAVE. WHEN I WOULD PULL OUT OF HER DRIVEWAY TO HEAD BACK HOME, SHE WOULD STAND AT THE DOOR AND WAVE UNTIL I WAS OUT OF SIGHT, IT USE TO BREAK MY...
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