totallyMERRI honor photo book - Suzanne

I have tried, for days, to put down on paper what you mean to me.
I have tried sonnets,
haiku,
free verse,
prose,
and I continue and continue to fin that words,
those little jumbles
of scribbles and sounds,
are simply useless in this regard.
How can I capture the joy with which you filled my childhood?
Or the evergreen values you instilled in me,
Which inspire me to be a better person every single day?
What words and what phrases could in any way express
The strength you helped me to discover in myself?
And the love you give to everyone in your life?
And the herculean feats you willingly task yourself
Should anyone but ask?
This world is all the more beautiful,
And full of wonder and love,
With your presence in it.
And how can you put that on paper
?
How are you special to me? Words are all I have Mom, but for this I am bereft, there
are simply not enough, and those that exist are not fit to measure it.
I love you Mom. — David