Wednesday, August 17, 2011

#28 A thunderstorm brings peace

A thunderstorm brings peace
By Mary K. Mennenga

The hardest day in my life was the day my Mom died
I wasn't sad, more relieved her life had become so complicated
She has always been my rock and her love never wavered
She always had a positive attitude and whenever obstacle's littered her path; she didn't walk around them, instead she worked her way though them all.
She wasn't one to make mountains out of molehills
She preferred to live and let live
She didn't want anyone to worry or fuss over her
Living her life in control of her choices, when attempting to accept that she needed help, wasn't a role she was familiar with or cared for much!
She knew it was essential and handled it the best she could
As her night came a thunderstorm rolled in
She went to see what the ruckus was all about
As she did an Angel went home to heaven.


Karen said...

A lovely tribute to your mom Mary.

Mary K. Mennenga said...

Thank you, Karen

Travelogue for the Universe said...

Beautiful like she was, where you came from. thanks for sharing her images.mary

Mary K. Mennenga said...

Thank you, it's nice to know your able to see her in my words. Mary