MY MOTHER

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    MY MOTHER
    MY MOTHER, MY FRIEND SO DEAR
    THROUGHOUT MY LYFE YOU WERE ALWAYS NEAR
    A TENDER SMILE TO GUIDE MY WAY
    YOU ARE THE SUNSHINE TO LIGHT MY WAY

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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