~MOM~

Mom, there's something I want to tell you
And I'm not sure how to start
But before I go on
I love you with all my heart

You taught me to be a survivor
And said, only depend on me
You just didn't tell me how hard
Sometimes life can really be

Or maybe you did
And I just did not understand
You said set a goal and dream
And fulfill all that you plan

You told me to raise my children
The way you raised me
And listen to my own heart
Common sense I would see

You told me nothing was impossible
To soar for the stars
You said, "Always think of God"
No matter where you are

You told me so many things
All throughout my life
You taught me so many things
About being a good wife

You taught me wisdom
In only the ways a mother will
You taught me love
And told me life is sometimes uphill

You taught me how to fight
When the going got rough
You told me never to give up
Stay decent, honest and tough

So I've passed on to my children
All the things that you taught me
I hope you know how much
You wisdom made me see

I can't be with you on Mother's Day
For heaven is so far
But I know you know I love you
Wherever you are

I promised you all the things
That you asked me to do
I'm doing those things Mom
I want to be like you

And if the angels call early
As they did when you went away
I hope I can pass onto my children
The things I learned along life's way

God called you Home too early
For there were things left undone
I wasn't finished raising my children
They were still so very young

But know that they know you Mom
From the stories that I've told
You'll never be far away Mom
Your heart was never old.

In Memory of my Mother
Helen Joyce Cook

~©SHARON JEAN BRYANT~
2002

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