Poem in memory of MLM

Thanks Mom.

No big deal.

You’re the bomb.

That’s for real.

She never leaves.

She’s always there.

She believes.

Can she be everywhere?

Hear her prayer;

As she cuts the crust;

Always fair;

In God we trust.

On the move,

On the phone,

In the groove;

You’re never alone.

At your practice

On your game

From a distance - you hear your name

Win or Lose, it’s the same

Again and again

Thanks Mom

Again and again;

You’re the Bomb

Did I

Thank You?

Did I

Thank You?

You were gracious in line

Did I thank you enough?

Looking back in time

I wanted to be so tough

I  remember it all

In the back of my mind

Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall

Always so very kind

Did I Thank You?

With the passage of time

Did I Thank You?

Of all moms in the world, I’m glad you were mine.

In Memory of 
Mary Lawton Morgan  - February 26, 1922- May 31, 2011