This poem was written by my mother (Nita Black) to her children. The words will tell the kind of love all of us were given.
"My Loves"
My Joy,
My Heartbreak,
My Light,
My Loves,
My Companions,
My Life,
They're gay like the bright leaves of Autumn,
They're sweet like the flowers of Spring,
They're pure as the white snow of Winter,
And in Summer, They're the tiny birds that sing.
They're wonderful and there aren't any maybe's.
God Bless Them, They're my Darling Babies.
Nita Black/1952
Leaves Fall Like My Mother's Words
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I see such heartfelt love here.
How wonderful to have this to share
And to hold in your hearts, close
Words of love offered as an eternal rose.
You are truly blessed to have her memory.
Tom
How wonderful to have this to share
And to hold in your hearts, close
Words of love offered as an eternal rose.
You are truly blessed to have her memory.
Tom
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