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So in honor of life, I give to you,
the visual diary of blah




You my dearest, are simply a whole bundle of joy.


How did you find the energy, Mom
To do all the things you did
To be a teacher, nurse and counsellor
To me, when I was a kid

How did you do it all, Mom
Be a chauffeur, cook and friend
Yet find time to be a playmate
I just can't comprehend

I see now it was love, Mom
That made you come whenever I'd call
Your inexhaustible love, Mom
And I thank you for it all.

By Joanna Fuchs