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About This Poem
Shirlene's Mothers Day
Our lives are meant to be a journey
Consisting of days, both up and down.
While we revel in the happy times
We can't escape those days of frown.
But on this day as you're surrounded
By those who surely love you most.
To a special friend and Mother
In thought, we raise our glass, and toast.
Happy Mothers Day Shirlene
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