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Jan 2016
A mother's love will reach with tenderness to guard and protect
From physical or emotional storms, will go sleepless at night
Walking the floor if there's a fever on your brow
Warn you about no good young man that says that he loves you
But is more in love with himself, and even though your grown and single
While visiting home will still cook your favorite meals just when
You were a child, guard and protect your virtue so the devil
Will not steal, carefully explain con games and ***** tricks
So that you know life isn't  a romance movie , that life isn't a game of
Pretend if you slip or fall in a hidden trap
You might just get killed, a mother's love never fails
For she will spend her last single penny to get a son or daughter
Out of jail
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
(phila,pa 19144)   
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