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Link Details for: | To a loving mother |
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| Link ID# | 131 |
| Link URL | http:// |
| Submited By | Bob Tadlock |
| Added On | Wed_Jul_21__2004 |
Description:
A small house sits alone with memories of a loving family. The grass grows tall where children once played. The living room remains forever cold where a loving husband and respected father took his last breath. Although the house sits empty, it’s still full of many secrets and hard times of a family that will never forget. The decision to sell was a tough one, but years of joyful moments now haunted a lonely mother. As she took her last look around, her tears flowed like a river. One last time, she would lock the front door before leaving the house forever. The years flashed by, as she quietly departed. When my father passed away my mother took it very hard. My parents were not only husband and wife, but also the best of friends. For years cancer slowly took over his body, but she stayed by his side to hold his hand and wipe his brow. She is, and always will be, a hero in the eyes of a son that is forever grateful. Dedicated to my mother June 16, 2004 |
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