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The title of this week’s poem is…
Mother
by Frank Castellano

Mothers were made of Tender loving care God made mothers for When He couldn’t be there. Your first mistake Your very first fall Mother was there to Help you stand tall. When the tummy ached Or the boogie man came Mom stayed up all night To erase the pain When father carried A heavy hand Mother would explain And help you understand. When things were wrong You had no vision, nor sight Mom’s values and morals Were your guiding light. Flowers are beautiful So are the stars at night But mom, you’re the best of What God made right
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