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Created on: January 05, 2009
Moma's Box of Memories
Dedicated to my Mom
I remember Moma had an old hat box that she kept under her bed, it's packed full of memories and treasures all from the past. Ever now and then she'd pull that old hat box out, sharing with her children heirlooms from the past.
Moma's box of memories stacked up underneath her bed, she falls asleep everynight with those memories in her head.
Moma's box of memories bring dreams to her during the night, thoughts of her children laughing or just having a real good fight.
Moma's box of memories is full of pictures and things, she can't take them with her when she passes onto better things.
Moma's box of memories stacked up underneath her bed, she falls asleep everynight with those memories in her head.
As Moma's tucked away in a strange bed tonight, nurses have to help her, yes that's right.
She fights this disease with all her might, away from home she never loses sight.
Moma's box of memories stacked up underneath her bed, she falls asleep everynight with those memories in her head.
Someday Mom will leave this sickness behind, and travel to a better place, one that God has in mind.
Leaving behind a box of treasures for her children to remember her by, and bringing with her all of the memories as she drifts off to heaven with a smile.
Moma's box of memories stacked up underneath her bed, she falls alseep everynight with those memories in her head.
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