For Mother’s day. Memory of a Mother
(I was raised by my stepmother Sonja.
A beautiful and wonderful lady who died too young.)
Names given are earned.
Not easy to become.
You were a mother to many.
You try to love all of us.
Errors made in a life haunted your dreams and life.
The good deeds overcame all your mistakes.
Mother and Mama. Sweet words spoken to a woman who loved her children.
You shall be to me.
Mama Sonja for your gift of love.
© 2011 Coyote Poetry