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You gave them to me years ago Mom & I’m wearing them for you,<o:p></o:p>
My exquisite Irish Mother how I can hear your voice so clearly,<o:p></o:p>
Your words of wisdom have rang so true & I cherish them so dearly,<o:p></o:p>
It’s been so many years since we’ve sat down & enjoyed a cup of tea,<o:p></o:p>
Your touch of magic in all you did will forever be with me,<o:p></o:p>
I’m sorry Mom for making you worry when I’d arrive home so late,<o:p></o:p>
When the light in the kitchen window was on, I knew I’d meet my fate,<o:p></o:p>
You were always fair & accepting & helped me to understand,<o:p></o:p>
Those principles are one of the keys to life with such a gentle hand,<o:p></o:p>
When you lost your temper & gave me that glaring gaze,<o:p></o:p>
I was a most deserving recipient in very many ways,<o:p></o:p>
I’m remembering some of the things about you that made you so unique,<o:p></o:p>
How only you could burn toast every time, was part of your mystique,<o:p></o:p>
Your sense of humour, your singing & your charming zest,<o:p></o:p>
& how you put up with me, when I was a bit of a pest,<o:p></o:p>
Your youngest daughter is savouring so many sweet memories of you,<o:p></o:p>
& your “you’ll understand when you’re a parent" advice…sure turned out to be true.
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