A Fine Lady

A Fine Lady There is something I want to tell you about a Lady I once knew. She was a very tiny woman, with a heart as big as TEXAS. God gave her a soul and also a heart of gold. He send her here to do a job for Him, She never once complained. Juanita was her name. She was a hard working Lady. No job was too much, or too big for her. she could cook and she could sew. She held a job outside her home. I can say - she worked her fingers to the bone. Sometimes she would sit quiet, without saying a word. Maybe she was thinking if she had done it all. She was there for everybody, especially if they were sick. She would be the first to go and take them a homemade dish. I am not talking about my Mother. My Mother gave me away. I don't condemmed her either. My father had left her too. With little ones to raise - she didn't know what to do. This little fine Lady took my pain away. She gave me a home and a place to stay. She also gave me her love. I can now say - she made my day. Because of this fine Lady, I became what I am today. I learned to call her Mother - she had sure earned that name. One day she left this Earth, because God had called her home. Her Job here had been done. I don't worry about her. I know that she is in heaven. Heaven is where Angels go. She was one fine Lady and an Angel sent from heaven to teach me how to grow... Copyright 2006 by Lucilla M. Carrillo