Remember those moments long ago when we stood in the snow,

I was quite young, you my mother were there, young with dark hair.

You took care of us all, Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall,

A thought of spaghettio’s on a stormy, snowy night, by your side.

We traveled far in distance just as we have in time,

We took walks together, you were there when I had fear and cried.

In between so many great memories, sadness and perhaps hard times,

You were always there, as children we did not really understand.

Not one of us is perfect, we surely stumble and fall, can not do it all,

You had your moments of doubt and pain, laughter and joy in your days.

Each day is a blessing if god again lets us open our tired, ageing eyes,

On your birthday, every one, from a loving son, may you always see the rising sun.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

LOVE KEITH