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My mom use to write poems. My favorite poem was about me of course. It was titled Tiger. I have the poem memorized.
My mom made me a dress one year long time ago... She put a skunk on it...:) because I was and always will be her stinker. when I drove my bus for the hearing impaired kiddos they wanted me to use a name tag ( thats for hearing impaired language groups.. hard to explain) well we mixed my name and stinker to come up with the perfect name tag...first person I showed was my mom... she thought it was fun, silly, and cool.
I remember one day she called me and was in awe because she was eating snow cones from the side of the road...had to tell her to stay away from the yellow snow.
I miss you mom
I love you and wish you were here.