Personal Epitaph

My mother's hands were the assistance I needed when I was learning to walk
They were also the stickler for a wrong action
Summer was the best to my family of six,
with acres of woods to explore and a pond in the front yard.
Most of the summer days were spent on that raged bank
It's where I caught my first fish (and my little brothers ear)
As I grew up, my new safe haven became my room.
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