Your hugs, your kisses, your affection, that I'll never feel again, still comfort me, as warm as sunshine on magnolia buds. Your love, that sparkle in your eyes I'll never see again, remains in my mind as vivid as tulips bursting forth. Your encouragement, your praise, your pride, that I'll never hear again, remain in my heart as cherished as the first sounds of spring. Happy Mother's Day Mom. You're always with me. |
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