My Mother Kathleen Poem by Kenyon Clark

My mother, gentle and soft her spirit
Kind and honest was her way
Bad words about anyone
Did she ever say.

Never did she falter
Although she had her trials
She met all adversity
With laughter and with smiles

Even as her sight grew dim
And she could hardly see
She was a great example
A hero unto me.

A dedicated mother, an ever-loving wife.
Family was her focus during mortal life
Untouched by pride, selfishness or greed
Any sacrifice to give, whatever we did need.

No influence could be greater
Than what she was to me.
As I grow older, wiser
She’s all I’d like to be

Kenyon Clark