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Happy Birthday, Mom - Part Vi

Many people know how important you were to me. If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy. You were a kind woman who loved to give. I would've done anything if you could've lived. You could no longer be my BFF, you weren't able to be my best friend forever. Sadly, on the day of your death, our bond of friendship and love was severed. On your last birthday, we celebrated when I bought you a cake. Your memory is something that I won't forget or forsake. I turned out to be a good person and it's because of you. You raised me and taught me to have morals ands values. The doctors couldn't save you but they certainly did try. Happy Birthday Mom, I'll love you until the day that I die. [Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]

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