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My Special Mom

 

When I think of Mom

I think of you.

For through it all

You’ve been most true.

 

My real mom

I hardly know.

It seems for me – well …

She seems to come and go.

 

But you’ve been there

Everyday for me.

Through times of sadness

And times of glee.

 

So this Mother’s Day

I’ll send her my love.

But for you -

I thank God above.

 

                        - Tom Nokes, 2/28/03

                                                                        Elko, Nevada

 

                               

 

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