REMEMBERING MY FORGOTTEN AUNTS

In this vast old world of ours

Of relatives friends and such

There are some so oft forgotten

Yet endeared so very much

I speak of some second mothers

Warm of heart firm yet ever so kind

A worldly hunt for women such as these

Would all lead to these saintly finds

These woman who throughout their lives

Would be unselfishly giving of their all

Now the time has come however to shout

Of their goodness with a triumphant call

To my aunts to my wonderful loveable aunts

I have nothing save this poem to offer thee

Not much I admit for all that they’ve done

Yet all I possess for it comes from within me

Thank You Lord for blessing me with my aunts

Since I wrote these verses they‘ve passed away

Though they never professed to knowing the Lord

Maybe through God’s grace I’ll see them one day