Poem No. 8<\/p>\n
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I loved my mother with all my heart<\/p>\n
When my father died, she lived with me.<\/p>\n
She was happy, sang songs and said her prayers<\/p>\n
But she did not like the cold winters.<\/p>\n
My sister came and promised her<\/p>\n
Eternal sunshine in India<\/p>\n
But she was never happy with her<\/p>\n
She had a stroke and I could not move her<\/p>\n
Back with me though I wanted to.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
One day in the month of November<\/p>\n
I had a shock and woke up with a start<\/p>\n
A lorry had run into my front wall<\/p>\n
And caused an almighty crash<\/p>\n
When I looked for him he drove away<\/p>\n
So fast and it was two o\u2019clock<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Then I heard my phone ring<\/p>\n
It was only four o clock<\/p>\n
My sister said, \u201cYour mother died.<\/p>\n
She died peacefully in her sleep<\/p>\n
And it was two o\u2019 clock.<\/p>\n
—<\/p>\n
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