RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Early morning talks with my sons make the rest of the day hopeful, energizing my soul until our next conversation.
Teasing, laughter, serious troubling thoughts, all
encompass what a mother does.
Giving from a heart of love helps develop their minds
and lives for times when I will no longer be here to talk
Treasured moments held closely forever in my heart will
one day in the future be treasured again in my son's
hearts on their last journeys.
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