IN MEMORY OF
MOM

A LITTLE WHITE HAIRED LADY SITS ROCKING IN HER CHAIR

THINKING OF THE DAYS LONG PAST WHEN SHE WAS YOUNG AND FAIR

HER WEDDING DAY, HER LOVER, STANDING BY HER SIDE

SHE LOVED HIM AND WAS SO HAPPY TO BE HIS BLUSHING BRIDE.

THE LITTLE HOUSE THAT THEY CALLED HOME, SO PRETTY AND SO NEAT

AND THROUGH THE YEARS THE HOME WAS FILLED WITH CHILDREN OH SO SWEET. GOD BLESSED HER HOME WITH HAPPINESS, AND THE YEARS RUSHED QUICKLY ALONG

AND AS THEY DID SHE FILLED HER SOUL WITH MANY A HAPPY SONG.

SHE WAS THANKFUL FOR HER BLESSINGS EVERY SINGLE DAY

NOT THINKING OF THE LONLINESS SOON TO COME HER WAY.

HER ONE TRUE LOVE IS GONE NOW, THE CHILDREN ARE ALL GROWN

AND THE LITTLE WHITE HAIRED LADY SITS ROCKING ALL ALONE.

by judy

june 17, 2008

MOM, I KNOW YOU WERE SO LONELY WHEN DAD HAD TO LEAVE US. I WAS THINKING ABOUT YOU WHEN I WROTE THIS POEM. I LOVE YOU.