The mothers love
Woodlands 2009
Often we think how mamma never tired
Of telling of the day I phoned her in
Crawfordville to tell her Melanie and
I were marrying. It was probably the only time the Methodist preachers wife danced.
I truly think her love for Melanie outranks mine. I cannot tell the times she'd have the flowers ordered for me, all in my name.
If it all to an end came crashing
It would not have been in vain
For the love it gave Meme and Melanie
Woodlands Rehabilitation
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