Bless the hands that fed me and the arms that held me near .
Bless the voice that called me son and eased my every fear .
Bless the sounds of silence and all of what she can hear .
Bless her Lord with comfort every time she sheds a tear .
Bless her Lord as she lives every day of every year .
Bless her with friends and outings and give them things to cheer .
Bless the ground she walks upon and keep her vision clear .
Lord thank you for my greatest friend , bless my Mother dear .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-05-02 02:28:25
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