She would have been Seventy Six today.
If she wasn't taken away.
She is in my heart always to stay.
My best friend, we so like to play.
We danced, we sang, I cried she held me, no longer to my dismay.
But I know and feel you still there watching over me today.
>>>>>Happy Birthday Mommy
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC
She would have been Seventy Six today.
If she wasn't taken away.
She is in my heart always to stay.
My best friend, we so like to play.
We danced, we sang, I cried she held me, no longer to my dismay.
But I know and feel you still there watching over me today.
>>>>>Happy Birthday Mommy
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