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@patdolan83 - thank you for writing/sharing your poem "mummy" and helping me to remember mine and inspiring me to write this.

A beautiful poem has truly moved me close to tears,
Has made me embrace some of my well hidden feelings and fears.

I have repressed so much pain it nearly tore my soul apart,
I had a year of therapy to open up the pain that's been hidden in my heart.

As I grow older and wiser and start my own family tree,
I sometimes forget how you were the glue that held our family.

Sometimes I forget what you used to look like,
And how much your pasta would bring me so much delight.

As I move on I hope I have made you proud,
In a strange way I hope to see you at the wedding watching me from the crowd.

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@Burrfoot @leelee101 @sarahgamal @sjw - thank you all and for reposting too :)

@sammielee -thank you for reposting! :)

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