"My Mother's Heart"



I never could have been more loved

Than by my mother when she was here

Her thoughful, caring, soothing way

Her image remains so clear



Gentle hands, brilliant smile

Comforting words to ease the pain

Clearing the unmarked path ahead

Encouraging support with modest restrain



The only face I saw in the crowd

Fulfilling a child's selfish needs

Her love was boundless while on this earth

I received a gift in all her deeds



Now when I'm cold and all alone

And emptiness that tears me apart

I wrap inside the memory

And live again inside her heart



BONNIE:

The youngest of two children to "Grandma and Pop"; her older brother, Bill, one of my most favorite people.  



My mother.  My friend.  My confidant.  My joy.



A saint in the making.  She gave more and demanded less.  As her children, we knew her love; felt her love; even when not deserving, received her love.  But we were children.  Mommy never abandoned her love for us.  Whatever the situation or circumstance, I always had an advisor, advocate, and enthusiast with regard to me and my life.