by Lisa Madison Jan 29, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
grieving, loss
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My first love was a woman, With whom I share my looks. She taught me how to clean, she taught me how to cook. She always made sure I knew right from wrong. She always put me to sleep with her special song. Thirty six years, her life full of fun, March 11th "95 her life had just begun. We were all torn up from the news of her fate But we knew she was going where the blessings were great. Her sudden ending drove us insane My first love was a woman and Carolyn Brown was her name. RIP MOM |