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    mommy

    I know that you’re up above watching Andy and me. When I want to see you I look
    At the  pictures I have of you.  Then I start to cry. I look through some albums and I start
    To cry even more and I finally I cry to where I can’t see the pictures. Then I still look through
    Them. I cry and wish you were here with us. I love you very much and miss you very much.
    I know that you are watching over us. We love and miss you very much.

    I love MOM!!

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    ajbella’s Poems (24)

    Title Comments
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    “HOME” 0
    “BEING MAD” 0
    the day i lost you 0
    my mommy 0
    MOM 0
    hate 0
    the other child 0
    untitled 0
    I miss you 0
    the worse days 0
    mommy 0
    momma 0
    missing mom 0
    never 1
    out cast 1
    Sky 0
    come home to me 0
    I am 1
    A Rose Bush For Mom 0
    Can You Hear? 0
    Mother 0
    Wild Child -4
    I 0
    missing you 0