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M- O- T- H - E -R

M   IS   FOR   THE   MILLION    THINGS    SHE   GAVE   ME

O  MEANS   ONLY   THAT   SHE,S  GROWING   OLD

T  IS   FOR  THE   TEARS  SHE  SHADE   TO  SAVE  ME

H  IS   FOR  HER  HEART  OF   PUREST   GOLD

E  IS   FOR   HER   EYES  WITH  LOVE-LIGHT  SHINING

R   MEANS   RIGHT  AND  RIGHT   SHE'' ALWAYS   BE

  M O T H E R

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Georgina Richardson

Hi Maria,

A very, very big welcome to the Cosmo family from me sweetie, you will make many friends on here as we like to think of ourselves as all one huge family, so I hope you have a wonderful fun filled time and I promise to follow your work and comment on them. This is the first one I`ve read and it is absolutely beautiful sweetie, you are very talented. It is so well written and beautifully well thought out, it makes me proud to be a mother myself. I have four boys and two girls, all grown up now and they have given me and my husband Geoff 13 gorgeous grandchildren, so Christmas is a wonderful time with them all because the house is always full to the rafters with everyone and I love every minute of it all.

God bless honey and stay safe

Love G xx

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