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Motherโ€™s Day ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

Carnations were your favourite, but any flower would do,

When celebrations came around, Iโ€™d always buy a bunch for you.

They made you smile, the perfect gift, they brightened up your day,

This year, I donโ€™t know what Iโ€™ll do, now that youโ€™ve gone away.

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Last year I bought you roses; I bought carnations too,

When Motherโ€™s Day, it came around, your birthday closely followed too.

Youโ€™d gone before they wilted, you left them in full bloom,

And because of COVID lockdowns, we never saw them in your room.

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This year I feel so saddened, as March has stumbled in,

The month which holds mixed blessings for us all, as Heaven took you in.

Iโ€™m trying not to focus, on the vast and gaping hole,

The one left when you passed away, a chunk of my heart you surely stole.

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Your birthday it will soon be here, and soon itโ€™s Motherโ€™s Day,

Upon this sadness you would frown, โ€˜itโ€™s wastefulโ€™ you would surely say.

Iโ€™ll buy some flowers, red and white, and keep them just for me,

Each time I gaze upon them I will know that in my heart youโ€™ll be.

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