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MOTHER'S BENCH
By: ILP Doug.E.Barr

Down by the water is a bench.
We went to sit on it today.
It is a small memorial
Of Cameron who has passed away.
There is a plaque on which it says
He loved to ski as well as fish.
To share these lovely mountain views
Now seems to grant his one last wish.

I sit with Mom who's ninety-one.
Some private tears fall in the lake
As thoughts that precious memories
Are all that from her life I'll take.
I do my best to stock my mind
With scenes that will forever last.
I know the time for all of us
Is short and will diminish fast.

I'm not sure how I will go on
Without her smile to light my way.
She's been with me for six great years;
It hurts knowing she can not stay.
I know what I'll put on her plaque.
It's one out of so many things.
"Although you felt you tied me down
You gave me joy and eagle's wings."

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