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My Fondest Memory

I suppose the fondest memory I have had
Might come from early childhood long ago
A time when I was very sick and felt so bad
I saw my mother’s salty tears so softly flow
Holding me tightly, and her letting me know

She would always be there to comfort me
I spent the night cradled in her loving arms
But, alas, her promise was not meant to be
A dreadful disease caused us many alarms
In time, it took from me my mother’s arms.

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Written July 2, 2021
"A Favorite Childhood Memory" Poetry Contest
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April 6, 2022

Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021

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Joanna Daniel Date: 8/12/2021 1:47:00 AM Nothing better than to be held by one's mother, great poem, Milton:) Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 8/12/2021 9:03:00 AM Thanks, Jo. Especially when you aren't feeling well.

Charles Messina Date: 7/3/2021 4:29:00 AM Is there anything more comforting than being held in the arms of our mother. A fond memory, Milton. Login to Reply L Milton Hankins Date: 7/3/2021 8:47:00 AM I can't think of a thing. Thanks so much for your kind thoughts, Charles.