Written by: Phyllis Ann Doros
Copyright � 1957
MOTHER'S DAY
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Someone To Care

Sometimes it is hard to stand straight,
And face the problems that surround me,
To feel that hopeless, heavy weight,
That weakens my faith, my energy.

Sometimes I just need a good friend,
When my troubles grow too much to bear,
Someone on whom I can depend,
Someone to listen, someone to care.

I know this friend will be waiting,
To soothe and erase my ugly scar,
Quickly without hesitating,
She works to bring me back from afar.

She bravely offers protection,
Knowing I am stripped of defense,
She clearly has no objection,
To my utter lack of common sense.

She comforts me with practiced hands,
She holds back the cruel world, while I rest,
With only a smile, she commands
I accept shelter without protest.

Then strangely, while I�m unaware,
Of the miracle she has begun,
The sun starts to shine everywhere,
That courageous, welcome, bright, new sun!

I�m whole again, alive again,
Fully prepared for another try,
Ready to stick through thick and thin,
Tired of being a stander-by.

My life she has magically blessed,
This wise companion, I call Mother,
With the confidence she possessed
And gave ��.As one friend to another.
Louise -1929

Louise, Phyllis, Chris + Travis -1981

Louise, Phyllis + Kids -1953

Louise + Dixey -1972


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