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God's Mother Day

Remember the mothers life's left behind the old, the lonely the one's out of time God cries for the homeless left on the street tears of compassion as he sees their need He cries for the ragged the tattered,and torn the weary,the weak the sad and the scorned He weeps as the frail ones that can hardly stand as they raise their eyes to heaven to say amen A tear for the cold ones with nothing to eat the ones that are out with no shoes on their feet The sick and the broken when nobody cares when no one remembers then God's always there....

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