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