Laid Like Flower

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Laid like flower She was laid like flower With new cloths wrapped all over Only mouth was kept open She was already heavenly gone She was my mother- in- law She always kept low With words and behavior And lived with personal honor She paid for each item purchased That was used On her medical care And even on her food and fare She was telling my son slowly Why did not your mother turn lastly? I wanted to talk to her And see at last here Wife was sick and had headache I told several times but she couldn't reach She breathed her last We had to rush at last I always remember her words They were like spoken by lord All were spoken with affection As mother was speaking in relation

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