Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Dearest Mother Comments

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When I was a child, you showed me a meadow of flowers.
You told me their names and we stayed there for hours.
Buttercups glistened as they drank the sun's rays
Amongst bluebells that glowed in their majestic ways.
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Gregory Huyette
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A B 28 November 2012

excellent poem! loved it! moms love is incomparable and she is above all

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