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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

Contributed by randyjohnson on Friday, 2nd August 2019 @ 08:40:46 PM in AEST
Topic: BirthdayPoems

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.

Copyright © randyjohnson ... [ 2019-08-02 20:40:46]
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