Poem for my Mother Elizabetta (Bettina)

I didn’t want to wake up

I saw the Smiling, Happy face

My dear Mother , Bettina

Was the focus of my nightly slumber

Oh! How beautiful and young she seemed

The face of an Angel

Indeed, she eminated from Love

After her life on earth

She now peacefully beamed

I greeted her with excitement

She acknowleged her own estacy

Her youngest daughter was evolving

The way always had imagined

I would be.

Love you Mum.

And so it is Copyright 2018