My mom retired from her job as a school psychologist and traveled with me to Nepal. She left after a month to take care of my siblings. Last night I received this poem that she wrote for me. It came unexpected and means the world to me. Thank you mom. I couldn't have done it without you.
Aama
(You Can Call Her Mother)
She searched the world for you
And climbed mountains
She took the rough road
And carried you all the way
She fought battles for you
And talked to kings and princes
She prayed and made offerings for you
And learned your ways
She held your hand for your first steps
And taught you your first words
She made loving friends for you
And they will stay by your side forever
She is Aama
And you can call her mother
Love Mom
Beautiful, thanks Betty, Grandma! Be cool, have fun and we all cannot wait to see you all! Safe travel now...the spirits are guardig you both, peace Bob and Karen
ReplyDeleteThat is so beautiful and brings tears to my eyes...tears of joy for mother and daughter (and grandmother, too!).
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