Joanne
Joyful memories of a young mom dancing,
Often music blended with laughter.
Always loving and beautiful, she is still.
Never less than a devoted mom.
Nights I fell asleep next to her twirling
Endless locks of her long, brown hair.
For Tammy's Acrostic on Mother's Day Contest,
written 3/29/15
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015
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