Her hands held me close when the tears would start to fall. This poem means so much to me. You kissed my boo-boos when I fooled around. My mom went home to be with the Lord 12 years ago, and it still feels like just yesterday. How could I possibly thank you enough, the one who makes me whole,. My late father's pension pays for her accommodation at a home.
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