Celebrating Mom, American Style Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Feelings of yesterday flow through happily, remembering being with
my two sons and Grandchildren for Mother's Day, both sons having
sent flowers by messenger.

Going to my younger son's house, older son meeting us there, having
a bar-b-que of pork ribs, smashed potatoes, beans and broccoli being
served heartily.

Everyone talking, laughing, Grandkids all excited and happy, after-
wards a beautiful white cake with red roses on it to celebrate us
Mom's in style.

Youngest Granddaughter dressed in a beautiful white dress filled
with red roses all over it for her Grandma RoseAnn, a beautiful
smile as she told me this, lighting up her beautiful and expressive
eyes.

Later everyone went outside to ride go carts and have a great
time, even though only six years old, my Granddaughter went driving
like a pro around the acre and a quarter with the older ones.

Concentration standing out on her face, a wonderful day had by
all of us, a really great Mother's Day celebration that will be
remembered after I'm gone from this earth in this little poem.