Songs from my Mother
You were an engaging, gentle songbird,
a nightingale equal to no other.
Your magical fingers played the keyboard,
as you sang songs taught by your Mother.
Heartrending music enveloped the room.
with lyrics that brought forth tears and chills
of children dying and soldiers missing.
Glowing visions penned with feathered quills.
Descriptive words of stormy nights
set the mood for more to come.
Poignant legends, from another era,
of men defeated and battles won.
Songs perpetuated, everlasting,
remembered tales of past decades.
Dear Mother they were cherished words
of men in battle and scullery maids.
Your legacy was your gift of music
bequeathed to those you left behind.
Grandchildren play your songs with grace,
remembering lyrics of a beautiful mind.
Myrna Beth (Micki) Lambert, award-winning author, is the mother of three grown daughters and nine grandchildren. She had been married to her husband, Stan, for 48 years. Micki writes poetry and short stories and has had several poems and stories published. Her writing has received many awards including the Tom Howard Short Story Contest and Voice Net Poetry Contest. She has had several Christmas stories published in Bread ‘n Molasses. Her inspiration is her family.