When I think of her, giggles come to mind the times I've felt we were two of a kind, the laughter we shared and the worries to were all apart of what mothers must do, our family is one through in and through out, it's the one thing we both, are about, conflicts do come and yes they to go, but through it all I've come to know, I'm glad we share loved ones, Mary and I me not being there no matter how I try I know all I love are in very good hands she'll keep them in line with the respect she demands, yes, I think of her heart and I know it's true for those she loves there's nothing she won't do, how lucky am I that we have the same loved ones our family, her children are her's and my son's, the greatest testament I could declare, is the voice of Marissa, talking of mommy so fair.
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