across your face.
I remember your wisdom ,your child like ways and grace.
When times were hard and seemed never ending and lost.
You never gave up hope or faith and continued on at all cost.
The days you came home almost to tired to move an inch or two.
You never failed to talk to me or smile and say I Love You.
I must admit I am who I am because of all the gifts you gave me.
The ability to laugh at myself and the ways to look beyond and see.
All the possibilitys that exsist in this world for you and I to find.
And that the only limits we possess are found soley in our mind.
S.M.
