My Dear Sweet Mom
My Mom was a simple lady
That's not meant to be demeaning
A sweetie with a heart of gold
Still see her gentle face gleaming
Passed away over forty years ago
But I still remember her smile
A smile that told me all was good
In her own sweet tender style
You'd think that after over forty years
Her memory would surely fade
Not so, her memory is alive and well
Just proves the impact she made
She was simple in the way she lived
Just a plain old fashioned Mom
The kind they write about in novels
Always graceful as a swan
Still miss my dear sweet Mom
Lived a good life until she was eighty
Always admired the best in people
A true description of a lady
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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