521 w. summit
This poem titled "Mother" reads,
"Mother nice and sweet
Mother full of joy
Mother quiet and peaceful
Mother happy and gay
Mother rest in peace"
This was written by my younger brother a few years after our mother passed away. He was almost five when she left us. The three photographs to the right are of her with each of her children. Sean is on the left, I am in the middle, and Thomas (the oldest) is to the far right. The photograph tucked behind is of my mother and uncles as children. These items lived on my grandmother's dresser.