My Inspiration, My Mom
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Written, February 28, 2024
For The Contest, “Mamma”
Sponsor, Silent One
Sandra and Mom - 1958 Mom was 42 and I was 19.
She passed at age 55 in 1971, when I was 32.
Back fifty-three long years ago, she left;
my Mom- at the young age of fifty-five.
Yet, she is always with me every day;
my heart and memories keep her alive.
Three growing grandkids she embraced and loved;
her gentle heart they shared for just a while.
Then, years flew by- two generations grew-
to crown her Great-Great Grandma with a smile.
I feel her presence in the things I do,
as part of her still grows and lives in me;
and everything she taught me carries on,
as I, a Great-Grandmother now, can see.
In clouds, I often see her gentle face
and know that she's with God, and not her grave-
for she's my Saint in Heaven- there to be
the inspiration I will always crave.
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2024
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