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Nov 2018
By: Cedric McClester

After we take our final breath
In the end all that's left
Is the legacy that we leave
And I sincerely do believe
That my mother left a lot behind
Enough for each of us to find
Some special memory of her
A private thought if you prefer
To keep inside all. to your self
Not to be shared with no one else

But what I'm most reminded of
Is her capacity to love
She reared two children of her own
And when her children became grown
She helped to rear their children too
Not the easiest thing to do
But she did it all the same
Not stopping once to complain
About the hand that she'd been dealt
Her love for them was that heartfelt

My mother moved on as we all must
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
For her a new life has begun
She fought the good fight and she won
My mother is with God now whom she faithfully served
To get the rest she well deserved
Her mission here has been completed
She has retired undefeated
Indeed she's in a better place
Having said that I rest my case!



Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2018.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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