A Family Circle Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Recalling times we had when camping with our children, sitting
by the campfire sharing secrets and stories with one another.

Trusting and smiling within one another's precious hearts as
they were beating in a family circle.

Having our lives fulfilled and never having to look for love,
for it was always flowing from this Mom's heart.

Even when it was heavy with sadness, sorrow and loss, gifts
that are centered in a Mom's being are missed when she's gone.