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 It's A Mothers Hand Misc 5/6/2013
 He Stopped Singing Here Today Misc 5/5/2013
 Summer Place Misc 5/3/2013
 Reconsider Misc 5/1/2013
 If Only I Could Misc 5/1/2013
 Spring Garment Nature 4/30/2013
 The Loveliness of May Nature 4/30/2013
 The Woods In Springtime Nature 4/23/2013
 My Emily Life 4/14/2013
 She's Undecided Nature 4/14/2013
 April Snow Nature 4/11/2013
 Lavender Blue Holiday Poems 3/24/2013
 Lost And Longing Love Gone Bad 3/24/2013
 Last Day Misc 3/23/2013
 That Certain Look Misc 3/23/2013
 Book Worm Misc 3/22/2013
 Haunting Memories Misc 3/22/2013
 In Praise Of A New Day Nature 3/22/2013
 Moonlight Stroll Misc 3/22/2013
 Soft Colors of Love Love 3/16/2013
 Butterfly Song Nature 3/16/2013
 All Beauty Trusting Me Nature 3/16/2013
  Daisies Dancing Nature 3/16/2013
 From Where I Am Love 3/14/2013
 Top O' The Mornin' Holiday Poems 3/13/2013
 Behind This Veil Of Winter Nature 3/10/2013
 THE BEST Nature 2/21/2013
 Bright Spot Nature 2/11/2013
 Home Sweet Home Life 2/9/2013
 Petals From The Daisy Life 1/17/2013
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It's A Mothers Hand

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It's a mothers hand that rocks the cradle.
Nourishes her child from birth.
It's a mothers wisdom that guides
And tells them of their worth.

It's a mothers heart that holds more love,
More forgiveness and understanding.
It's a mothers arms that protect.
She's never harsh or demanding.

It's a mothers memory
That makes losing her almost bearable.
It's a mothers hand that rocks the cradle.
Mothers are irreplaceable.
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Mothers are_________.
Mothers are irreplaceable.
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