Shirley McLemore

She held my hand. She allowed me to be stupid. She held my hand again and helped me through a mess. Then she told me to take a break.

When the break was over, she let me fly.

She is the reason, I do this.

Live your life in such a way that when your feet hit the floor in the morning; the devil shudders...And yells OH #%*+! SHE'S AWAKE!

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