A lady she is and always will be, my mother
Each morning I would see her in her chair
reading her blue bible
A cup of tea in her hand and her blue bible in the other are remembrances grand to me.
With light shining through and flowers in the morning, I remember my Mother, her blue bible and tea.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE Read more articles by sharon force or search for other articles by topic below.