Josie was her name to some.
But Mother it was to me.
Strong, gentle and loving.
Working hard washing, ironing,
Cooking and cleaning,
For her husband and five children.
Three boys and two girls they were.
By example she taught,
Right from wrong,
To worship, love God,
And practice the Golden Rule.
Her light shined to everyone.
Always concerned for other’s feelings,
And wishing she could do more.
Then along came grand children,
And great grands too.
Once again her name was changed,
And changed to Momma Ray.
To Momma Ray we would go.
Sometimes just to sit and rest.
When we all were there,
Love filled the room.
Oh how blessed we all were.
To have our Momma Ray.
But Mother it was to me.

Gay Nell Olive

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