Happy Mother day and a poem.


 Memory of a mother…
 
      
                                              (I was raised by my stepmother Sonja.
         A beautiful and wonderful lady who died too young.)
 
  Names given are earned.
 
Not easy to become.
 
You were a mother to many.
 
You try to love all of us.
 
Errors made in a life haunted your dreams and life.
 
The good deeds overcame all your mistakes.
 
Mother and Mama. Sweet words spoken to a woman who loved her children.
 
You shall be to me.
 
Mama Sonja for your gift of love.
 
           Coyote
          2002