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Monday, October 12, 2009

She passes softly into creation
A shining gentle autumn light
Never to dim, but remain forever;
Sleep mother dear for a little time
Till I come one day and wake you
Though I knew her less than I wished
I know she can never really disappear
For you live on and her heart is within us
She a gentle heart that made a world
The more comforting for you and me,
And now resides in us so tenderly
Mothers are friends and inspiration
They teach us to love the world
But to love ourselves and others first
They grew and nurtured us and will
Live on for we all will remember them