Array ( [sid] => 186463 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Happy Birthday, Mom - Part IV: Precious As a Flower [time] => 2019-08-02 20:40:46 [hometext] => Dedicated to Agnes Greene-Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013. (Note: I wrote this poem in 2016.) [bodytext] => It was wonderful to have a mother who was so great.
If you hadn/'/t died, today you would/'/ve turned sixty-eight.
When you became ill and died, everything went sour.
But while you lived, you were as precious as a flower.

Pink was your favorite color so you were buried in a pink dress.
I lost you when you died but while you lived, I was truly blessed.
Nobody could/'/ve been a better mother than you.
You were one in a billion and that certainly is true.

When you became ill, I wanted you to get better but sadly, you could not.
I had to learn to live without you but I still miss you a lot.
I told you how much I love you during your final hours.
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Happy Birthday, Mom - Part IV: Precious As a Flower
Date: Friday, 2nd August 2019 @ 08:40:46 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: randyjohnson
It was wonderful to have a mother who was so great.
If you hadn/'/t died, today you would/'/ve turned sixty-eight.
When you became ill and died, everything went sour.
But while you lived, you were as precious as a flower.

Pink was your favorite color so you were buried in a pink dress.
I lost you when you died but while you lived, I was truly blessed.
Nobody could/'/ve been a better mother than you.
You were one in a billion and that certainly is true.

When you became ill, I wanted you to get better but sadly, you could not.
I had to learn to live without you but I still miss you a lot.
I told you how much I love you during your final hours.
Happy Birthday Mom, while you lived, you were as precious as a flower.

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