A Legacy

Several years ago, I wrote a little doggerel extolling the virtues of my mother to the tune of “On Top of Ole’ Smoky”.  It was intended to give mother a smile for her ninety-third birthday.  Upon reflection, my tongue in cheek lyrics turn out to be a synopsis of a wonderful legacy. Up-dated a bit, here is the ditty entitled “Gifts from My Mother”.

My gray-haired mother

Who potted violets in pans,

Gave me a life time

From her head, heart and hands.


Gestures and poses

A Practical mind,

Long, veiny legs,

A substantial behind.


Delicate features,

Ankles feminine:

A solid conviction,

Girls are better than men.



Of chaos’ dance,

Pleasure from pain,

Acceptance of chance;


The value of ritual;

Repetion of form;

Belief in mystery,

Real, unadorned;


A plesant perspective;

The strength to go on,

Sensitive schmaltz is

Not part of this song.


This song’s almost ended,

Her spirit’s now free.

She’ll love me forever

Where ever she be.


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