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My Mama
 

 
Mama I can still see you sitting there
In that old stuffed rockin' chair
You'd hold Patty close to your heart
Telling her close your eyes, go to sleep sweetheart

Patty had asthma her whole life through
Night after night I can still see mama rockin' her
Not getting very much sleep for herself
But somewhere somehow Mama always made do

I can still hear her pray, please let my child be well
And that the asthma she had would soon be gone
Patty was the youngest of us four girls
Mama took her every month for years for her shots

And today Patty is full grown now
She still has bouts with the asthma attacks
Looking back across all those precious years
Mama lived a hard life, but she hardly ever shed a tear

Back in those days she could only think of her little girl
But she never let the rest of us down, she was a awesome Mom
I can still see Mama rockin' her all night long back and forth
Holding her upright and making sure she could breathe

Mama was a wonderful Mother and my best friend
The four of us were blessed with such a loving Mother
I am so glad that I have my little sister in my life too
Because we no longer have Mama, but we got each other





By BlueeyedBandit

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