Dean, So sorry to hear of your mother's passing. Of course it made me think of my own, so I forwarded your mom's lovely poem to her. She raised four of us boys, and that had to be tough. But mothers always seem to manage somehow. My condolences, . . ... Scott . . ¶|;-( ----- Original Message ----- From: "dean thut" <deansmilkco@xxxxxxxxx> To: <klaatumail@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> Sent: Tuesday, August 11, 2009 4:41 PM Subject: [klaatumail] Re: My Mom the Poet > > > > I wasn`t going to post anything about this here, but I just can`t > resist. My mom discovered that she had stage four lung and brain cancer > last April and passed away from it last Thursday. But that isn`t the > reason that I`m posting this. Over the course of her life she wrote > many great poems and even got some of them published in various places. > I was hoping to be able to read one of them at her funeral yesterday, > but couldn`t do it without freaking out. I even find it difficult to > read to myself. > > It is called "A Mother Reflects" > > How will they remember me > When my journey ends > Those five thet were my babies once > And then became my friends > > Will they resent the years when we > Were forced to count each penny > Or were they rich in happy times > I hope that there were many > > When they made choices unlike mine > Did I just let it be > Or did I try to mold each child > Into another me > > Will they feel I was too harsh > When they did something wrong > Or will they know that in my heart > I loved them all along > > I see them now......mature adults > I view each with delight > If I helped make them what they are > I sure did something right > > Lois Thut ------11/14/32--8/6/09 > > > I`miss you mom. > > > > > >