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| Grá mo chroí! |
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My Mother
This Site is dedicated in
Loving Memory to
Rosemary Crossan
and the Crossan Family.
My Tribute
to her native
homeland, Scotland
that she loved so dearly.
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You got to give her some faith,
A little tenderness,
Hear every thought - see every dream
And give her wings
- when she wants to fly.
She will be there for you,
takin' good care of you.
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gjdflgkdfkgl'f
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| Tá mo chroí istigh ionat ! |
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To My Mother
Because I feel that,
in the Heavens above,
The angels,
whispering to one another,
Can find among their
burning terms of love,
None so loving and devotional
as that of
“My Mother”.
By Edgar Allan Poe
And fare thee weel,
my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve!
Tho’ it ware ten thousand
mile!
By Robert Burns
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| MOM & "the other Kids!" |
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| Cronaím thú! |
| ROSEMARY CROSSAN |
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| Glasgow, Scotland 4/29/31 - 4/26/84 |
To A Loved One Departed
Seraph! Thy memory is to me. Like some far-off enchanted isle.
In some tumultuous sea ~ some ocean vexed as it may be
With storms; but where, meanwhile, Serenest skies continually
Just o’er that one bright island, smile.
For ‘mid the earnest cares and woes,
That crowd around my earthly path.
(Sad path, alas, where grows not even one lonely rose!)
A soul at least a solace hath
In dreams of thee.
By Edgar Allan Poe
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| KARRIE, BRETT & MOM |
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Born Glasgow (Gorbals), Scotland
4/29/30 - Died 4/26/84.
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Mom was a Taurus and I am an Aries, and yes -
we frequently locked horns,
but that happens when two people love each other.
We were fierce in our fights,
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| OUR MOTHER |
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| THE LOVE & GUIDING LIGHT OF OUR LIVES. |
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So many people walk around
without any real meaning
in their lives.
They seem half asleep,
even when they’re busy
doing things
they think are important.
This is because
they’re chasing
the wrong things.
The way you get meaning
into your life
is to devote yourself
to loving others,
Devote yourself
to your community
around you,
And devote yourself to creating
something that gives you
purpose and meaning.
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O My Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
| ROSEMARY (1950s - HATCHECK GIRL- "21" CLUB NY) |
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| ENGAGED TO ONE MAN-BUT SWEPT AWAY BY A HANDSOME CALIFORNIAN, MY FATHER. |
As fair
art thou, my bonnie lass
So deep in luve am I
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And fare thee weel a while,
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| MOM & ME |
And I will come again, My Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.
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I do not demand that
you make me happy;
My happiness doesn't lie in you-
If you left me,
I won't feel sorry for myself;
I enjoyed your company immensely,
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