For My Mother, Rose Marie

She’s lying there down in the grass With dad beside here, years now past. Well below the noise and bustle And leaves that fall from trees that rustle…Soft And sweetly she went about Day by day and left no doubt. As to whom she was and how she lived With all her love but for to give. To myself and others she met and cared For everyone she taught to share. Everything We have inside from laughter-smiles To tear-filled eyes. From the sunrise golden to the darkest nights She could always see An Eternal Light. That shined upon her each step she took And gave her strength and changed her looks. More angelic as time rolled on Until it ceased and she was gone. Yet I still see her face and eyes As clear as I see clear blue skies. And will until I find her once more Standing near that open door. That will lead us to another story Of Eternal Light and lasting glory.