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A Mother

Love is like a pot a gold. Hard to get, Hard to hold. But when that pot gets to hot, Forget me not.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 8/28/2008 7:59:00 PM
There are screaming differences between a bio mother and a mom. For a mom it never gets too hot. Love is unconditional. Vince
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