I wanted to tell to you.
With hilarious characters and anecdotes
replete with humor too.
I thought of how your head'd tip back
and tears would fill your eyes.
Through gasps you'd beg for us to stop
to spare your aching sides.
No, no-one laughs like Mother would.
We loved to tell her more
We'd hop on one leg and flap fake wings
Until our cheeks were sore.
How I miss those moments spent
with her happy presence here.
But, oh the joy those memories bring
Of Mom laughing, Oh, so dear.
By- Sandra Dodge
Our beautiful Mother...Marlene Beaujeu
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