July 24th,1925 Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Loving Mom even though she's been gone since 1988,
feeling her always here, even now, guiding, and
loving her oldest child.

Keeping to morals, ethics and values she's taught
this poet as a child, today is her birthday and
all eight of us are wishing her a Happy Birthday.

Knowing she's in heaven still remembering her with
love, along with our little sister, Concetta whom
we never got to meet before she died.