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Hi Mom, it's me
I feel you squeeze my hand are you there? I can see your face, there is no smile in place. Mom, can you hear me? Tears are running down my cheeks, I fear you'll hear it in my voice. Mom, your a great grandma now, the Garzas have you beat you know those rabbits it's Garza's 3 Garcia's 1 Mom, I am so sorry for all your sorrow, I wish we still had tomorrow. Remember the time we went sailing, you were so happy and free Mom, I miss you the soldiers are marching Puerta Vallarta is calling lets spend some time in Margaritiaville! Mom, you lay like a newborn with no voice your face a blank. where are you mom? playing on the beach walking along the track sitting with you crochet needle in your always busy hands. Mom, I want to be with you you seem at peace no more nigthmares no more lies no more lonliness, clouding your eyes I love you mom!
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