Happy Birthday, Mom - Part IV: Precious As A FlowerA Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO AGNES JOHNSON (1948-2013) WHO PASSED AWAY ON MARCH 6, 2013.It was wonderful to have a mother who was so great. If you hadn't died, today you would've turned sixty-eight. When you became ill and died, everything went sour. But while you lived, you were as precious as a flower. Pink was your favorite color so you were buried in a pink dress. I felt lost when you died but while you lived, I was truly blessed. Nobody could've been a better mother than you. You were one in a billion and that certainly is true. When you became ill, I wanted you to get well but sadly, you could not. I had to learn to live without you but I still miss you a lot. I told you how much that I love you during your final hours. Happy Birthday Mom, while you lived, you were as precious as a flower. © 2016 Randy Johnson |
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Added on August 2, 2016 Last Updated on August 2, 2016 AuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more.. |

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