by Kenneth J. Blanden

As Mother mine, I honor you
for all you did for me.
For tactfullness for patience too
for dauntless loyalty.
Yet tis the things
that may seem small
which fondest thoughts impart
Mother is on a pedestal
but Mom is in my heart.
I honor Mother, as I should
serene and wise and calm
as Mother you were kind and good
but my real pal was Mom.

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Mom, 18 October 1996