To my son from mother on Mother's Day 1991

But for the Grace of God
I'd be a lonely soul
Instead, I'm rich in memories
of loved ones--young and old
I remember my sweet mother
She was--Oh! So giving
I'd give everything I have today
To have her here--still living!
I'd hug and kiss her everyday
I'd live close by her too
I'd surely do different, to make up
For all the things I didn't do!
Today--all I have are pictures and memories
of her--and I hold them so dear
So I guess that will have to do
Till I die, and once again hold her near
I remember all my children
All have their own sweet charms
I wish they all were little again
For me to cuddle in my arms!
As they age and marry
They bring me special pleasures
The ones they choose as mates,
And their children, are real treasures!
Having had so many children
I'm haunted by the things I didn't do!
But like my own sweet mother, who had ten
I know mine all love me too!

by Edie Holdgrafer 1991