Life In Reality
Life and hurry and joy forgotten
Years on Years I but half remember
Who shall end my dreams confusion
Life is a loom weaving illusion
I remember I remember
The times we've shared
How much you've cared
The morning so bright; the
dark and gloomy night.
The good times and bad times
that stood in our way.
But we've pulled together
as a whole.
And made a family once
more.
Your the best there was
Mother it's just because
Copyright © Laura Mize | Year Posted 2012
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