I have written this simple poem in memory of my mother who passed Friday, May 30 of 2025. I hope you enjoy it.
When times are tough
And you are alone
Your mother’s heart
Will be your home
When life is bright
And you wish to share
Your mother’s eyes
Will still be there
When seasons change
And the wind blows high
You’ll hear her laughter
Floating nigh
When the Lord calls you
To leave this land
It’s your mom
Who’ll be there
To take your hand
The Metamorphosis of Life 