I want to thank you for the joy
that you’ve given me,
and for the nine months,
you’ve carried me.
Oh, Mommy! You mean
more than the world to me,
and I’m glad the Master gave me
eyes to see.
The whirlwind passes us everyday.
Still you guide me on life’s highway,
and as I continue to journey in time;
your love will always be in this heart of mine.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
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Your poem sounds like a prayer that each of us should recite on a daily basis for our Mom's.
Kathy