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She Loved Her 3 Girls..."Linda Panny Leapy" "Toothpick" would you stop being such a chatter box K-A-T-H-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y That’s what "Little Brat" would call us But when our full names were called out loud we knew we were in trouble.
Yet you took what little you had mom and made our childhood joyful Even just 3 different colored jump ropes Or clothes that you made for our dolls, You watched us play, fight and cry: yet you loved us just the same You were more of a mom to the 3 of us than most moms are to just one And no man could have done the job of you mom.
You came from a family of 5 girls and 2 boys From Dalark, Arkansas Where you were born "Unnamed Wilkins", But you had a name with us mom. . . .LOVE When you got older, you were a WAC That’s Corporal Wilkins in the Women’s Army Corp during WWII And then your life changed, you had us, your girls And if that wasn’t enough, Puddles came into your life And gave you more puddles than just his name.
Growing up mom, we strived to be like you. It’s because of you, we made such good moms During your 82 years on this earth from 1919 to 2002 You saw and heard many changes But don’t worry mom No more radios or crying kids will you have to turn down For your ears can rest now mom
You gave the world 3 loving families And you loved our kids just as you loved us But sadden are they, No more Christmas ornaments No more cards with a dollar for every holiday And no more tape cases
Well mom we knew the end was going to come You had many ups and down over many years And we were glad to have you in our life for as long as we did Yet our hearts are crying now because your heart has faltered And we never saw it coming
This time you went in We were all round you mom, Your girls, your grandkids and great grandchildren Yet you were never alone, With us or without us there, you were loved
As you were slipping away from us You were glowing from the reflections of the angels around you Your three girls by your bedside Like crying kittens, at their mother’s side, Crying "come back to us" But you were ready to leave your kittens and mittens behind You were leaving the world as quietly as you entered it And the time is here now…
Bye now
It’s ok mom, you taught us well, We love you always . . . . Your girls |