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Apr 2021
To a mom and dad who can't compare
Right or wrong they come through strong
When life falls on me like a bomb
She's always there my mom
I've been good and I've been bad
I am so glad you were my dad
Through thick and thin with him, I win
With all these thoughts
I keep in mind how much
I love those parents of mine.
                                             By Connie Hopkins
Connie Hopkins
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Connie Hopkins  F/AL.
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