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Christopher Cresswell Poem
Amother knows her wishes,
From her lips comes a kiss,
Wondering if she will always be there,
Afraid of the truth within,
Hugging her sons goodnight,
Wishing the clock of time would stop,
Always praying into the night,
A mother's love is always there,
As she tucks you in and whispers in your ear,
I Love You!
Copyright © Christopher Cresswell | Year Posted 2007
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