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Poem about the love of our mother from myself and three sisters. |
| Four daughters, Full of love and cheer Growing through God's strength and grace While keeping precious memories Of their mother's sweet face Four daughters, Knowing not the hour When God's chariot will come To carry their own dear mother home Four daughters, As they spiritually continue to grow One thing they do know, In their agreement with each other God sure blessed them with a beautiful mother That's why there is so much rejoicing When they get together and wonder It's amazing how the grace of God Have kept their dear mother! |