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Momma built
me a castle
One not made with hands
In my young growing years, life was tough
Mamma instilled strength to stand.
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Money was scarce for Momma and me
Bills were sure to come due
Each month debts were duteously paid
Although paydays were few.
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A ride in a car was seldom
No vehicle owned at our home
We traveled to Church on footstep
Memories of days past and gone.
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There, our Winters were gelid cold
Lots of firewood to chop
To be carried in for fueling fires
For cooking on the ole stove top.
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Water was drawn with chain and bucket
From within the deep hand dug well
Our life wasn't always toil free
In the home where we once dwelled.
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Memories of washday still linger
Of the old wringer machine
How tired we would become
To get the clothes sparkling clean.
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Hanging clothes on a line
Again, was a great big chore
For our hands quickly chilled
As the freezing wind blew more.
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Snowy, Winter wind whistled
Through cracks of the window sill
Near the place where the old iron bed stood
Mamma's handmade quilts kept away the chill.
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If only Spring would quickly appear
What a lovely asset I thought it would be
Then life would become more simple
For Momma and me.
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Winter's fade, sparked the dawn of Spring
Then came days of planting the fields
We truly needed the abundant food
The fertile gardens would yield.
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Soon came the toilsome Summer
Canning and storing crops galore
Filling the huge potato bins
Till they could hold no more.
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It was just Mamma and me
That lived in that old home
Tho' Grandpa helped all that he could
Since, Dad was eternally gone.
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Yes, Mamma built me a castle
One that she wasn't aware
For she instilled in me strength
And gave me a home filled with care
A mansion filled with flowers...
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