MY PRECIOUS MOM
No one on this earth could ever take her place,
Not even stately queens dressed in gold and lace.

She was a simple lady with good old fashioned ways,
And warm homemade bread made for happy summer days.

I remember her love for God, saw her kneel in prayer,
She told me Bible stories and what was good and fair.

She made my favorite foods, soup when I had the bug,
She cleaned my skinned-up knees and healed them with a hug. evening party garment by custom made