You are my mother.
The one who gave me life.
What you did, means everything to me.
Your offering is more then just a breath of life.
It is my beginning, and your unselfishness.
The truest gift of all. You made me feel wanted and loved.
There for me in times of pain and sorrow.
Nothing could take your place.
Not money, fame or lust.
Nothing can erase the joys, of a childhood filled with trust.
You let me beat you in checkers.
Like all good parents do.
We shared our funny secrets, before the day was through.
I’m glad you were my mother.
Even after your death, we’re not apart.
No need to say ‘I love you.’
‘Cause we always felt the other’s heart.
You were more then just a mother.
More then just a friend.
You were my sister, dad and brother.
You were my heroine-my everything.
Author Bio: JoAnne is a cross genre author. She also canvas paints and writes song lyrics. She has 7 other books coming soon. JoAnne believes in family values and following your dreams. Her website is www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com