My mom is the most beautiful woman.
When I think of her, I think of someone that is intelligent,
strong, confident, beautiful, loving, caring, and independent.
She has given so much of herself and I just want to show her that I love her.
At first thought of my dad, I smile.
I am glad that I have memories of him
even though it hard to know he is gone.
I still miss my father and wish I had more time with him.
I love the moments of him teaching me how to ride my bike and taking me places in his white Cadillac.
You can check out the poem I wrote called Red's Chameleon Eyes