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| Momma's Gifts
The chill you get for no reason at all; Is Momma smoothing your hair. A brush on your face when no one's around? Momma's kiss on your cheek, so dear. When you feel a warmth come over you With no one else in sight; It's Momma's arms surrounding you And holding you so tight. That penny you find just lying there When you feel so down and blue; Is Momma saying, "I'm always here, And watching over you!" A smile you feel deep in your heart When nothing's been said or done, Is Momma whispering in your ear, "I love you, Precious One!" |
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