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I lost my dear mother to stomach cancer in 1994. Before she passed away she made a request to me
asking that I someday take her poetry and my works of art and put them together for the world to see.
This is for you Mom!


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A mother is the truest friend we have when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us;
when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in
our sunshine desert us when troubles thicken around us; still will she cling to us,
& counsel to dissipate the clouds of darkness, & cause peace to return to our hearts.
- Washington Irving