Dear Mom, you took the place,
Of a Mother, I never knew;
Tho you think you made the choice,
I'm sure, that I chose you.
You have fondled me so gently,
And caressed me thru the years;
My love for you grows deeper,
As I kiss away your tears.
You taught me deep devotion,
To me, you've been so true;
I'll never find your equal -
I'm sure that I chose you.
Among all my great decisions,
And there's been quite a few;
I never have regretted,
The day that I chose you.
-Elizabeth Wallace Morehead-
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