Tribute To Mom
To my mom, through whom I found
My interests that were tied and bound
‘Til middle-age, when I searched for me
I searched for things to try
I’d been at your side to observe and see
Your watercolor grow by stage and scope
I held aloft landscape-borne trees
Brush strokes well-noted as I dared to hope
and secretly, I’d try
Books about writing line the walls
Where penned inspiration gently touched
Characters nurtured from their insides out
I know the love I felt exhaled
Inspiring me to try
From choral works to private voice teacher
The toughest conductors couldn’t change your choice
To fire up for artistic endeavor
Bigger than yourself
Passionate and party to composers life
…and I have learned how to gracefully fail