That Precious Time Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

Mom and I were the only ones left,
From A family of five,
So, I closed my business,
A few years, before I planned,
Mom was almost ninety,
I went back to where I was raised,
To be her helping hand
Almost forty years of labor & fears,
Working hard, sometimes wired,
Saving & praying, for the day to retire,
Two of life's, most emotional moments,
Constant decisions, in my mind,
When I look back now,
I get tears in my eyes,
As I thank God,
For giving me, that precious time.

Tom Maxwell ©
05/15/19 AD
2: 00 AM
REST IN PEACE - MOM