A Part of Me
Lost memories clutter my mind,Though distantly I can see
A glimmer in the mirror of
My mother, but it's only me.
How she gathered eggs, in her
White apron so tenderly
Or her homemade biscuits and gravy
For my brother and me.
A grandmother's smile
For all the world to see
I'm in her loving arms as
She gently cradles me.
A special aunt whose gift
Of praise, for only me to see
Who sang a sweet lullaby
Just a little off key.
I gather lost memories of
Days I'll never see
But in so many faces
Who are all a part of me.
We touch a child's life
For a brief moment you see
For we're to pass it on
A part of you and me.
So many special faces
And collective memories
We humble ourselves before you
Lord, and give special thanks
To our mothers and Thee.
--Submitted by About.com member, Jean Clark.

