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THE CROSS MY MOTHER GAVE TO ME
When I was young and just turned twenty My Mother gave to me A beautiful cross and chain of gold I'll tell you how it came to be. In 1945, 'twas many years ago That January 8th was a beautiful day I was so happy and really "giddy" 'Cause it was my 20th birthday. I worked on Main St. Downtown Dallas To 1st National Bank, I reported each day Posting checks to people's bank statements A job I liked for it seemed more like play. I insisted on Mother coming to town To lunch together, I'd be all-aglow The hour approached, Mother was there My friend Edna had been invited to go. Located on Ervay Street, just north of Elm In the middle of the block was a tearoom The Magnolia Tearoom was very elegant A wonderful lunch we did consume. As we waited for our order With love, my Mother gave to me A small little box: A big surprise! I removed the lid, but what could it be? A beautiful golden cross with a chain To wear 'round my neck, but wait! My Mother told me to take it to Linz To get engraved, "B M C" and the "date". Four or five years later A small diamond was given to me I had it mounted in the center of my cross It looked just perfect, as you can see. I just turned another year older Seventy-Six to be exact I've already worn out 3 or 4 chains But I still have it, all intact. The cross my Mother gave to me In remembrance of her, I'll proudly wear And all the happy memories we have made I'll treasure them all and gladly share. B M Carathers |
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4.15.2001