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A Mother

A twin she is, a shoulder to cry on, a mothership she is. A perfect example of God’s love. your other half, your advisor, Giving you guidance when you are lost. Directing your steps. Once in those shoes but now willing to wear your shoes. Feeling before you feel it. Your pain her pain, your failure her failure, your loss her loss, your tears her tears, your success her success. Patient, caring, loving, free-spirited, open-minded, open-hearted, persistent, perseverant, strong, brave and courageous. A conqueror she is. A warrior she is. Fighting the battle for you. Interceding on your behalf. Carrying you for all those months and enduring the pain. She is the rock of your soul. Mother, she is.

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Date: 5/19/2017 1:25:00 PM
I am not a poet. My Mother was. She passed away in late January days before her 65th birthday, days after her 48th wedding anniversary. I don't know if I can live without her. This poem is an embodiment of the most wonderful woman I've ever known, Catherine Arnold. I work for a sign shop in South Louisiana. Yesterday I sublimated this poem on a sheet of bronze. It will be displayed in her garden on the side of the house where she lived for 48 years with my Daddy and raised 5 children. Thank you
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Date: 5/21/2017 2:33:00 PM
THANK YOU AND I RELATE TO YOU. I WROTE THIS POEM IN REMEMBRANCE OF MY MY MOM WHO PASSED AWAY IN 2012 MARCH, FEW DAYS AFTER MY BIRTHDAY. SHE PASSED AWAY INFRONT OF ME AND I FAILED TO DO ANYTHING. I WROTE THIS POEM BECAUSE I FELT LIKE SOMETIMES PEOPLE ARE NOT AWARE THAT THEY HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH SUCH A BEAUTIFUL GIFT AND WE REALISE IT WHEN IT IS TOO LATE.

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