Amazing Grace

When I was just
a little girl
Maybe two
or three.
I still recall the love and warmth
My mother gave to me.

I still recall the love and warmth
My mother gave to me.
She never ceased to give her all
when I was forty three.

She never ceased to give her all.
Her gentleness,
her charms
To me and all her family.
All were cradled in her arms.

Her arms stretched even wider
to encircle all she knew.
There was not one who could resist
the goodness
that shone through!

You may say that my mom was born
into a privileged life.
She chose another path to tread
when she became dad’s wife.

She chose another path to tread
which tried her through
and through.
Each test of strength that she endured
ensured
her goodness
grew.

She turned her back on bitterness
on pettiness
on spite.
Not ever once did she complain
although she lost her sight.

She taught us all to persevere.
To never walk away.
She taught us all forgiveness
and to value each new day.

She taught us all that life was fun
Was full of joy and birth.
That every moment beauty sprung
from tree
from leaf
from earth.

Within us all
she will live on.
Her love for life is blazing
We can’t express how much she meant
She truly
was
amazing.

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