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Feb 2018
Two hands, one heart
a band of gold.
It was my mother's ring.
Redolent of emotion,
the last of all her things.

Two hands, one love
a heart of Gold.
A Mother's tender care.
Though parted in the present tense
in Memory, ever there.
John F McCullagh
Written by
John F McCullagh  63/M/NY
(63/M/NY)   
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     B L Costello and Apostrophe's
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