Linda I. Weischedel

Rookie (September 20 1967 / Philadelphia, PA)

Irish Love Transmitted 2 Me - Poem by Linda I. Weischedel

I want the world to know and everyone to see,
the Irish love that has been
transmitted down to me,
soon I will have a majority of what I want,
and also obtaining what need be.

Momma you suffered for years with C.O.P.D.
but your unconditional love for all of us made us feel
very special and totally happy.

Yes I am 'the baby' outta the clan,
I listened and took in every word you said,
still to this day I hear your precious words in my head.
Never doubt a person for what they feel in their
heart Linda,
try not to put your foot down to hard while making
a proper demand,
when you get older you'll know what I mean,
now I am older, and I truly do understand.

Both you and Daddy were right Mom:
'You get more Bees with honey,
than you do with Vinegar'

I miss my parents who were my Best friends!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011

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