Down Here.

I thought I'd might be able to do it
                           I thought I would bring all seven together I did
                                  in 83 my mom...the last time had it
                           I've done a lot since she passed not expected
                                  December of 1983 will always be
                         It was her moment her time we all stood together
                                a mother and her kids how it should be
                          2009 and what I hoped I could do I know forever
                              I remember how she use to say "some day"
                                together we would be as one once again
                          not even as we lay-ed her to rest on that June day
                             mom never seen her kids all together again
                      I guess I could stop hoping to see what she never did                             
                          brothers and sisters side by side as her family
                       now as I once seen I could fill her heart as she did
                         broken from what should be broken do to family
                              Mom this I say as I hold my glass to you
                    I tried I really did my best I hope I'm not letting you down
                          but working on getting them all together for you
                as you did here don't wait for up above you shouldn't be let down.
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January 1, 2009 at 10:30 AM
Michael - The division of family is the devils tool - My wife and I just had all our kids home together for the first time ever and brothers met sisters etc. It was like nothing I have ever experienced in life - God Bless, Mj I'm certain your Mother is looking down upon you with great pride my friend
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