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Like Mama's Arms
 
Like Mama's arms around me
Her patchwork kept me warm.
She tucked me in so lovingly
Away from cold and harm.

Mama sewed those patches,
She made it special, just for me.
And, oh, I treasure my quilt.
With each patch, a memory.

Mama's gone to Heaven now.
How I miss her loving arms.
That beautiful patchwork
Still keeps me snug and warm.

I'm no longer that little girl
Mama tucked in so lovingly.
But when I pull that quilt up,
I feel Mama's arms surrounding me.

No frills...


By Mariannajo

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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