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My best friend's mother. She was my companion while my friend slept in early on a warm summer morning.

I Love You Mrs Risdon

I love you, Mrs Risdon;
I hear your voice, and I see your
Loving face everytime
I hear your favorite:
Neil Diamond.
You helped me know 
Who "I am, 'I cried.'"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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