Photo credit:  Xavier Mouton Photographie

I miss the presence of you: still, I must push on through:

Mama, I miss you; Bless my heart,

With conscious, great songs, I ask of you:

Mama, I remember the good you do!

Yet, love seems, cold, without the presence of you,

Erase the past and make everything brand new:

Mama I love you; Mama I love you; Mama I love you!

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