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MY MOTHER - a re-post for Mothering Sunday.

It's a while now since she passed away,

And Time has hurried on,

But still I hear her softly say 

"You'll miss me when I'm gone".

 

With each and every passing year

I sadly think upon

Those quiet words I still hear:

"You'll miss me when I'm gone".

.............................................................

◄ NIGHT THOUGHTS

POINTS TO PONDER ►

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Nigel Astell

Mon 20th Mar 2023 09:57

Such a sad and meaningful poem.

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