Mrs Catherine Antrim

I for one can't help but wonder
how the Kid's life would have turned out, 
had he not lost his mother.
The one true individual in his life 
whom he loved devotedly like no other
and so too was her love for him, 
the devoted unconditional love of a loving mother.
Catherine was a strong, independent, gregarious lass
whom everyone seemed to like and enjoy very dearly.
She earned a living selling baked goods 
to customers she had amassed
and by doing much of the neighborhood's dirty laundry.
She also dabbled in real estate, 
purchasing what little property she could afford,
and to earn extra income 
she'd often open the door to her home and welcome
all those willing to pay room and board.
Many a tenderfoot would show up at her door 
and Mrs Catherine Antrim (the Kid's mother) 
would nurse them, feed them 
and provide them a nights board.
It's very obvious that Billy's fine qualities 
were passed down to him from his mother.
Had she lived an average lifetime, 
In my mind there is no doubt,
Billy, the Kid today may have been 
a most different legend 
that may have come about.
He most likely would have been
a very outstanding model citizen,
as well as a great humanitarian.
Today he may have been 
an even greater prouder legend
had his mother's life not been 
so abruptly brought to an end.
*
Dedicated to all The Great Mothers
who have Greatly Influenced Their Children.
Happy Mothers Day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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