This is not my poem. Written for Mother's day, Staci a Mother of two,
To her Mother on Mother's day. A short time after she died in
a horrible traffic accident. Every day at nine she would call her
Mother. Talk over the days plans. Today At nine we expect a phone call.
Lets us all know how short life can become, to let those we love
know white we still can do so. In an instant a suicidal idiot
crossed the center line and hit her motorhome and in an explosion both were killed.
On my desk wall sits next her poem to Mom my replay to her;
To soar to seek embrace the sky alas no wings have I.In college
and grown her young daughter painted a mural for my poem.Following
is Staci's poem to Mom
MY MOTHER MY FRIEND
As I sit and think of you
My mind is flooded with thoughts and Memories
I think of all you mean to me
I think of all you have done
But most of all I think of all you are
You are my Mom, my mentor, my best friend
I remember when I was a little girl
You always read me bedtime stories
Every Christmas you took me to visit Santa
You supported all my endeavors
Be it Brownies, piano, flute, gymnastics
softball, swim team, college
Marriage, children, daycare centers
You were never too busy to be my Mom
As I think of you I realize
I have never expressed to you how much
you mean to me
You were always there when I needed someone
You still are!
You gave me guidance
You gave me confidence
You gave me love
All I can return is love
I can only hope someday
My daughter loves me
as much as I love you
Staci
Every morning at nine o'clock Staci called her Mother.
Every Saturday she drove to the Homeless Camp in Selau, Wa
Taking care of the needy. If someone was not there she
found out why. If they were sick he brought them to the Hospital
on her paycheck. She died one moment hit on headon by a
man who crossed the center line committing suicide. Each morning
at nine we received a phone call. The message of love is passed
on. My Grand kids and her Grand kids are in college now. At her
funeral came a dozen or more of the camp to show their love. Thy planted
a tree in her memory love passed on. Staci's love is passed on./dandy
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