My heart out to that soul who wanted to call me mom — submitted for The Lark’s poetry competition — runner-up poem — Long in the past, I found a love Of a dear heart, I taught at school Flashed into my class that day An Angel she was in her teens Surpassed beauty of that scene Her curly fringes faired her face Rowing brown eyes added grace! Waving at me across the gate She stole my days, I confess Was my…

A Poem — inspired by the wonderful days… —

From the sweet memories of motherhood —

Memories made forever —

An unusual dream —

At my grandpa’s farm —

Nature’s path is undefined —

Make your day —

From my little heart —