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I think about my
Mother, about her sweetness,
Her love. I miss her.
I will see her again when
I reach the peaceful harbor.
12 Sunday May 2013
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I think about my
Mother, about her sweetness,
Her love. I miss her.
I will see her again when
I reach the peaceful harbor.
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rumpydog said:
Enjoy your memories of your mother on this day. xxx
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strainisicalatori said:
O zi plina de fericire alaturi de cei dragi: Happy mother’s day!!! GBU
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melanietoulouse said:
our moms continue to live in our hearts in spite of their physical absence…
their love for us is eternal…
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I’ll always miss mine, too, RIP…
http://incaunipocrit.wordpress.com/2012/02/16/maman/
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Cochonfucius said:
When we get so old,
We are slowly becoming
Our own old mothers.
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Esther said:
I have to think about this 🙂
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Charron's Chatter said:
so well said.
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johannisthinking@wordpress.com; pedalpushingthoughts@wordpresss.com said:
our heart is one with our Mom…beautiful…heartfelt!
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