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May 2016
What's that you say, I'm a very nice person? No credit to me if you please
For the way that i am is how mother made me, and her name is Agnes Louise
She sacrificed all raising 5 little monsters, without ever asking for squat
She never gave up on any of us, and now we live what was taught
Shes been a best friend to all of her children, always a shoulder to cry on
But when we were wrong we feared her hands, that would teach us right from wrong
Through example we learned how to work very hard, through painful and difficult conditions
With honesty,Β Β respect, and the good Lords help, we carry forth all her traditions
She nurses the wounded and saves the abused when no one else seems to care
She taught us compassion for all God's creatures, to help overcome their despair
So if your thinking were a wonderful lot I thank you but need you to listen
We're only a product of Agnes Louise
From the woman our lifes have been given.

Thank You Mother Dear
Randy Bryte
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Randy Bryte  London, Ont.Canada
(London, Ont.Canada)   
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