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Warmth
Oct 23, 2008 22:22:04 GMT -6
Post by Char on Oct 23, 2008 22:22:04 GMT -6
Warmth Who can I see standing there...... with floral apron and graying hair..... The sweetest smile and careworn hands.... Around her finger marriage bands... Five children showed the fruit of love... And all protected from bombs above.... As without her man....she cared for all.... None of us saw a teardrop fall.... War years ended .....ration books too... Life was rebuilt without much ado !! She watched us grow and always smiled... For neighbours too... the extra mile... Was never troublesome....never denied.... No more can I... ever hear her voice... For her care worn hand's there's peace at last..... But her smile is with me.....and always will be.... The Mother who gave birth to me..... J. Bergsma 30/11/05
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