Twenty-three years ago today, you left this world,
Leaving behind nine kids with hearts so cold.
At that time I was only twenty-three,
And the youngest was merely a baby.
I still remember it as tho' it was yesterday,
You're still so alive to us in every way.
Sometimes I'm still filled with so much sadness,
It was hard at times dealing with all the madness.
Your ideals and values still live within us all,
To the younger ones, these values I constantly try to install.
And except for one, they all made me proud,
As I'm sure you've noticed from your home in the cloud.
The girls have all grown up now,
I was happy I kept my vow.
They all have families of their own,
Yet they have never left me alone.
Big brother has migrated, left our little island,
Made a home for himself in a place so grand,
If only our last brother didn't have all those scars,
He wouldn't, today, be behind bars.
So today, as I passed by your grave,
I tried, for their sake, Mom, to appear brave.
I hold on to the best of your memory,
Knowing that they will have to suffice for me.
Ahh, Jenni, I can relate, my father divorced his wife and 6 kids, left town, and died...leaving such a void in all our lives, we never even had values instilled into us from him...I feel your mother, beaming with pride over you, I salute you and her, Jenni, may her spirit live in you.
I didnt need to cry right now... So beautifull. I lost my Father young... God bless you ..
Reviewed by Betty Rickard (Reader)
Reviewed on January 21, 2003
Your mother I'm sure is smiling down at you...I know she is proud of you...What a grea t poem and how wonderful you took care of your brothers and sisters..Excellent write..
Jenni, Such a beautiful tribute to your mother's memory..
It is sooo difficult
when we lose a loved
one...
Then again, We did not
lose them, For we
know right where they are...
Beautiful heartfelt
write Jenni...
Reviewed by kay devenish
Reviewed on January 21, 2003
Such a beautiful poem Jenni she would be proud of you.
Jenni What a splendid remembrance for your mother,and all the family. This is outstanding. You deserve praise to have taken on that responsibility so young.
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Hugs,
Betty
It is sooo difficult
when we lose a loved
one...
Then again, We did not
lose them, For we
know right where they are...
Beautiful heartfelt
write Jenni...
Love, Janet xoxoxo
I believe she hears you...