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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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Sixty-eight years ago- No thoughts of what lay before, A simple young country girl- Waited for me to be born. Her husband in service- And maybe ten days overdue- I can’t imagine the suffering- My mother went through. I remember when younger- She oft had a song on her lips- My Dad, then a trucker- Was often away on long trips. I watched as the drinking- And loneliness cost her that song- Her youth faded quickly, Till the dreams that she had were all gone. Much younger than I am, She died on a trailer house floor- But I know her spirit had died Such a long time before. I know that she loved me And she loved my own younger brother- And she loved her husband- I write this to honor my Mother. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Oh my! What a love story you have penned this time. It is heartbreaking, not only for your mother, but you and your brother as well. The death of the marriage and mom you carved out with brutal accuracy. Impressive work! ~L |
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