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A heart full of love, She freely gives, There's no charge. A listening ear, while she dries, all of your tears, no charge. Your cuts, and scrapes, she patches up, no charge. She cooks, and cleans, without complaint, no charge. She's a special lady, like no other, and for being, your Mother, there's no charge.

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Date: 2/1/2012 6:20:00 AM
I have truly enjoyed reading your poetry you have posted here at PoetrySoup. You are a very special poet and I wish you the best in your life and with your poetry. Two thumbs up to you Carla. Love and best wishes always, Carol
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