As I reflect the day after my mother was buried, what was a Mothers Role?
Sacrifice, Love and Affection beyond anyones goal.
Doing the very best she could do, from carrying a life within,
To taking care of a newborn 24/7 as a Whole.
Yes what is a Mothers Role?
When my Father passed away it was me who had to tell her the news and console.
My time to show extra Love, Affection, and Sacrifice to ease her pain.
Watching her look many times at her Wedding Band,
Now she is gone but holding my Father Hand.
She is at peace now, so pray for her Soul.
I dedicate this Poem to my mother Rose, my family and her friends.....
All who knew her and loved her,
Pray for her Soul.
James her son.
You will be missed, but ever present in my mind.
R.I.P.
