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Mom's Reward

Mom's Reward

A year and a half ago, Mom went to be with the Lord.
She entered the Pearly Gates, Heaven is her reward.
She was born in 1948 and died sixty-four and a half years later.
She went to the Great Beyond and she's experiencing a life that's far greater.
In my case, it's not true that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
Mom suffered tremendously before she died but she's suffering no longer.
It hurt me deeply when she died and was laid to rest.
Now she has a life of eternal peace and happiness.

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

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Tony Taylor

Hi Randy Johnson!!....I haven't read much of your stuff (my loss)......I really like this........I think it is not only honoring and beautiful........but is such a lovely thing to see........keeping her memory alive in poetry is as beautiful as it get's (just my opinion)...........well done Randy!!..........smiles............T  xx

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Valerie Lynn

What a beautiful tribute to your mother! I am truly sorry for your loss. 

With Love,

Val ♥️

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