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My mother My mother will not see me grow old. she will not see my skin wrinkle, or my hair begin to wilt. she is the creator of my life, but still merely passing through it. She has held my hand and watched as my body took it's very first breath, but she won't be there to hold it as I take my last. My mother is my entire life, and still only a moment of it. Momma, how I miss and think of you each and everyday. I love you bunches and to the moon and beyond. Sue~o°
Susan Myers
September 27, 2024 | Family