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How precious a Mother is, so on this
Mothering Sunday we can remember
And thank God for her.
Dear heart, my Mother.
How I remember your ways.
Your gentle touch, Your voice
telling me how to knell and pray.
Dear heart, my Mother.
in childhood times together.
Oh, for a moment to relive those times,
the precious times…now gone forever.
Dear Heart, my Mother.
‘tis time for me to pass
the gift of love as a Mother,
to my children, and in turn, to their
children, so it will last.
Dear heart, my Mother.
A bond so strong, to last whenever
in time of reflection, I think of those
precious days…..those moments
now gone forever.
Dear heart, my Mother.
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