Magnificent Mother

She was a wonderful woman and I thought the world of her.

Until I was forty-one years old, I had a magnificent mother.

Before she died, she was honest, special and unique.

While she was on her deathbed, my life became bleak.

Back in 2013, my brother paid me a visit in February.

He said that Mom would probably die and it was scary.

I was very lucky to have Mom and so was my brother.

When we lost her, we both lost a magnificent mother.

[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]