My mum helps me out when I'm struggling.

I hear her voice on the wind and feel her smile in the sunshine. I swear when I hung her ornament on the tree, I could hear her laughing back in that old kitchen, making Christmas for us. I feel her everywhere I go. Maybe that’s what the right hand of God means. I don’t know.
I Don’t Understand Why Death Makes People Act So Weird
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Maria Rattray
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My mum helps me out when I'm struggling. She always did, so it's obviously second-time-around nature.💜💜💛
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Written by Maria Rattray5K Followers
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Writer, author, teacher, fun-loving poet. Trying valiantly to make the world a better place. Helping you to guide the future. Find me at: https://ponmyword.com
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