Fond Memories
- cramergr
- Mar 26, 2022
- 1 min read
The slow rising of the sun,
The eternal love of a mate,
the gentle glow of the moon.
The eternal love of a mate,
the new birth of a child.
The coming of these,
is never too soon.
The light melody of a bird,
the towering strength of a tree.
Each are very special,
and a miracle to me.
But when all is told
from old to new,
each one is shadowed
by my love for you.
If there is a God in Heaven
then let Him hear me,
give my Mother her rainbow
let her happiness run free.
Gary R. Cramer
May 8, 1980
Some things are forever Mother…
like fond memories of you.
Happy Mothers Day!
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