Poetry

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When i was twenty two,these are some words both old and new,since you are our mother,and you are always true,your gifts are more than on the sandy shore,millions of thank you's until i dont know
when,but will keep on praising you with this little
pen,until GOD,do call this poor soul away,will pray for the graces,and favours you may grant each day,am not standing now on a sandy shore,but in my room at five o two AM.this early morning of
october four 2011,GOD,allows me to see and the grace HE,grants me to pray to thee,for your motherly care is from sea,to sea,helping all peoples of whomsoever they may be,in your gentle way you are our mother each day,from J,i pray
always.
Joe.

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