MOTHER'S DAY (1979) 618

​                                               MOTHER'S DAY (1979)  618
  
                When all the roses have faded away
                And no bloom is found in sight
                There'll still be the lingering fragrance
                Of when mother held me tight

                When the shadows fall at eventide
                My mind remembers in my youth
                The lessons my mother taught so well
                Like always "Always tell the truth"

                Now when I sit by the fire and ponder
                And my thoughts begin to wander
                I think of the care my mother bestowed 
                And my gratitude for her life grows fonder

                And when stories are told by men grown old
                With wistfulness and sheer joy
                I'll remember my mother's love for me
                When I was but a boy

                (Written on May 13, 1979)  

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