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Happy Birthday, Mom - Part VIII

Dedicated to Agnes Greene-Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013

Happy Birthday, Mom - Part VIII

When you died, I was devastated and didn't know what to do.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy-two.
The love that I felt for you was special and it knew no bounds.
My heart was broken when you were lowered in the ground.
If you could hear the words I'm saying, I'd want you to hear me say "I love you".
When you died, my days were filled with unhappiness because I was so blue.
I grew inside of your womb until I was born in August of 1971.
You were spectacular and it was a privilege to be your son.
I suffered when you died and it's something I wish others wouldn't have to go through.
Happy birthday Mom, if you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy-two.

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Being Me

Oh how sad. I am sorry for your loss. A happy heavenly birthday to your dear mum...hugs x

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Lovely tribute to your wonderful Mum. Your write proved that. Warm regards.

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