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Mom
To the mother who gave me
my wonderful wife,
And now the only mother
left in my life.
I thank you, for accepting me
as one of your son’s,
Please, know that my love
will never be done.
A small bit of comfort
I hope I have been to you,
In these many years
we have been through.
My Mother, my Mom
spoken words are hard for me,
So, I hope my love shines bright enough
for you to see.
Love,
James
JRS © 1-14-98
The "Okie" Poet
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