Felice

You were not my mother

But it felt like that sometimes

Being such a steady presence for me

I remember you leaning over

To whisper something nice

Giving me confidence to face the day

Your hair was always so perfect

And you always had a smile

Being so true to your name

Even though you must have wept

You hid it all the while

Choosing to give your best just the same

Strong as an oak

But gentle as the breeze

Oh I know now why the angels

Named you Felice

Strong as an oak

But gentle as a breeze

In so many ways you were like

A mother to me

One day you brought home books about Scooby doo

And taught me how to read them

I was only 4 years of age

I remember the joy that ensued

Sometimes I relive that moment again

Turning over each and every page

I don’t know if you know

The happiness you bring to others

But that is something special to you

You have such a glow

Just like my beautiful mother

Two sisters alike in so many things they do

Strong as an oak

But gentle as the breeze

Oh I know now why the angels

Named you Felice

Strong as an oak

But gentle as a breeze

In so many ways you were like

A mother to me