Monday, June 14, 2010

What Can We Say?

I wrote this for the Memorial Bulletin at my Momma's funeral. This is the first time I've felt like sending it out into the blogosphere. I promised my Momma I would not write about her, but I don't think she will mind this one little poem. We love you, Momma, and we miss you every minute ...

Brenda Carolyn Devine Sallee
November 6, 1944 – May 23, 2010

What Can We Say?
By Bobbi Dawn Sallee Rightmyer (Daughter)

We learned about love from you, Momma,
by watching your caring ways.
You let us know your endless love
in so many different ways.

We learned all we know about living
because you always gave life your all.
Your unfailing love was without limit,
as was your ability to soothe our hurts.

We learned about joy from you
in many fun-filled yesterdays.
You made us feel important
with endless encouragement and praise.

From you we learned forgiveness,
of faults both big and small.
With open arms and open heart,
you were gentle and yet so strong.

From you we learned to comfort and care,
but your lessons stopped not with family.
You loved your patients and loved your friends
and never said "No" to any calls for help.

Momma, we look at you and see a walking miracle;
you were our teacher and our comforter,
our cheerleader and our rock.
Your unselfishness kept us anchored,
every hour of every day.
You were dependable and full of comfort,
our cushion when we'd fall.

You helped in times of trouble,
though we sometimes caused you pain;
it mattered not what we did,
you supported us all the same.

How did you find the energy, Momma,
to do all the things you did;
to be teacher, nurse and counselor,
and full of inexhaustible love?

Nobody's quite like you, Momma;
you were special in every way.
You cheered us up, you filled our cups
with tenderness, come what may.

Nobody loved us more than you,
no matter what we did;
good or bad, happy or sad,
you were full of unconditional love.

Nobody's equal to you, Momma,
you truly blessed our lives.
We love you so and want you to know,
you were the absolute best.

We know we were all in your thoughts,
your love followed us everyday.
Thank you for all you've done
and given so generously.

We love you, our wonderful Momma,
you will be our blessing from above.
You set us free and steered us straight.
We'll miss you come what may.
The examples you have shown us
and the lessons we have learned
will remain in all our hearts
until we see you again one day.


Dan Felstead said...

Bobbi...she sounds like the perfect Mom! I am sure she is looking down with a smile right now. Such a nice tribute to who must have been a wonderful person.


Jeanie said...

Oh, my. The walking miracle. Yes, I'm sure she wouldn't mind your writing about her -- especially when it is this beautifully composed collection of words.

She sounds like an amazing woman, a wonderful mother and one who had many lessons to share. Thank you for sharing her with us. I'm so awfully sorry...