Come and visit me

when you’re not at your best.

Sit down here beside me

and let your troubles rest.


Tell me the things you are

afraid to tell another,

You know I will listen

for aren’t I your mother.


My life may be over but

I am always in your heart.

So, sit by my grave

and begin at the start.

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