My Mother taught me how to smile
To keep my values all worthwhile
And try to be both sweet and kind
Despite the anger one may find.
My Father taught me to be true
Respect the old red, white and blue,
To honor God with faith and deed
And cultivate both plant and seed.
My Nana taught me how to pray
And live with truth from day to day
My Pop he gave me sober thought
To follow all the lessons taught.
My old Aunt Rose helped me to grow
Into the girl who learned to sew
My children taught me how to wait
With patience at lifes starting gate.
I’m blest for all the lessons learned
And grateful for the friends I’ve earned
But most of all I’m thankful for
The chance to knock at God’s front door.
Claire V. Bogdanos 