At times memories I see
they're very special to me .
Like all that Mum said to do ,
Many times she helped me through.
When I was young there she was ,
Working night and day because ,
she loved all her family .
With time to do things for me .
Looking back now , let me think
Candy apples on the sink ,
Hot apple tarts on a plate ,
Summer holidays were great .
She helped me grow day by day .
She bandaged me up ok .
Wiped my nose and cleaned my ears ,
Brushed aside my childhood fears .
She fed me and clothed me too ,
She combed my hair , shined my shoe .
I am so thankful its true .
for all of what in me grew .
Childhood stories she could tell
in such innocence as well .
Then with a smile from her face
She made my world a safe place .
Her open arms collected .
My childhood she protected .
She wiped away all my tears .
Memories of early years .
By Paul McCann
lIKE
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-04-12 05:32:26
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