That's My Mom
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She pinched pennies, to give us dollars!
She's no Aphrodite, but sweet as honey-
not weak or flighty; she hoards her money.
She then turns around and Oh, Lord Almighty-
does something profound she thinks is alrighty.
She doesn't make a fuss,
just hands it all to us.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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