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A Dedication To An Angel On This Earth During Stressful Times. A Dedication To The Lady I Am Lucky Enough To Call My Momma

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Momma & Me

Mom you are the epitome of an angel walking on earth.

You possess every single good and wonderful trait a mom, wife, sister, friend and daughter could possibly have.

You are, my momma, without a doubt the most selfless, caring, kind, loving & wonderful creation ever.

Your softness is pure and true and at 69 I’ve never known you to be anything but a gentle beauty, a loving momma, a radiant soul.

You have the external beauty and grace of a queen – without any surgical help – you literally stop people in their tracks as they are awed.

But it’s that inner beauty, that perfect person you are, that radiates and outshines even the external.

You simply glow with the loving light of our Daddy above.

Momma during this most trying time, our second rodeo, you have been the most incredible wife, whilst still being an amazing mom and friend.

My Momsy I hope one day I can be just an nth of the person you are (as we all got the Bayvel stubborn and temper how you cope I don’t know : ) ) it is my goal.

My mom, my muse, my best friend, my guardian angel. I love you!

I love you for eternity and a day. A little longer and so very much more.

Becky

For My Mom – I Love You

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People say “I love you,”
But what is love?
Is it the white feathers,
On an evening dove?

Is it the way the sun shines,
Every moment so bright,
Or maybe its the way a person’s eyes sparkle,
When you whisper, “Goodnight?”

Is it the morning dew,
On the grassy hill sides,
Is it the flow of water,
In the late evening tide?

The Oxford English dictionary says,
Love is a deep affection,
What they don’t explain,
Is how to create such a strong connection?

I don’t know much about love,
But what I do,
Is that no words can describe it more than,
I feel it for you.

It may not be the sun, the water or the due,
It may just be that love is everything you do.

It is the way your face lifts,
When you grace anyone with your smile,
The way you dance around,
Reminds me of your classy style.

It is the way you care for me,
In so many ways,
And the way you do this,
Every moment, of every day

Its the way you enjoy every moment,
Than inspires me to live,
And as I do so,
To you I share all the love we can give.

Mom,
My angel from above,
Because nothing can describe it better,
Than that special word “Love”

Jojo Bayvel, Dee Bayvel