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My mother gave me a dowry a brimming chest of treasures a heart of rare and precious gems she collected long ago She filled it with her words, her thoughts and things she knew I'd need she piled high with hopes and dreams priceless trinkets all for me and topped it off with years of love and a life of merry traditions Then knowing that I'd need a map by which to guide my life she gave to me a legacy my Bible, pure and right and taught to me the art of prayer a rare and genuine gift she shared I am blessed to be a mother now with a daughter of my own and I can't wait to share with her the love that I have known
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Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 10:03 PM UTC
A Dowry of Tradition
My mother gave me a dowry a brimming chest of treasures a heart of rare and precious gems she collected long ago She filled it with her words, her thoughts and things she knew I'd need she piled high with hopes and dreams priceless trinkets all for me and topped it off with years of love and a life of merry traditions Then knowing that I'd need a map by which to guide my life she gave to me a legacy my Bible, pure and right and taught to me the art of prayer a rare and genuine gift she shared I am blessed to be a mother now with a daughter of my own and I can't wait to share with her the love that I have known
Written for my mother in November 2004
Melmartz
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Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 10:03 PM UTC
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