Helen M. Burchfield

To Joyce and her family,
for your Mother Dear

Beautiful things in this life
are manifold tis true,
we count the starts by thousands,
the birds and flowers, too;
The sunsets and dawnings,
rare beauties far and near,
but all the wide world over
there's just one "Mother Dear."

I know too well your feeling of pain and sorrow, may your happiest memories of her be with you today and tomorrow.

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