Motherless Daughters Group

Motherless Daughters Group

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On Monday nights we all did meet,

We walked into the room and took a seat.

We looked around, strangers at first,

Then we started talking,

And the dams did burst.



Sometimes it was hard,

To get ourselves there,

The issues were so tough,

But once we did,

Our souls we did bear,

Even though sometimes it got rough.



We talked about our moms,

About love, about loss,

And how glad we were,

That our paths had crossed.



We all needed to talk,

To share some of our pain,

We all miss our moms,

As we walk down life’s lane.



We listened, we hugged, we laughed and we did cry,

We took a deep breath, and then let out a sigh.



Maybe now that we’ve shared some of these thoughts,

And found others who feel as we do,

We can help each other through the rough days,

And to our feelings we can be true.