Letters to the Editor

The love of a mother

To the Editor,

Mom, you always smiled

I wonder why

Now I know

Four children of my own

Love you shown

Love I know now

For children of my own

The greatest love

For you mom

For showing me the way

To pass the torch

To greater heights

Only God's love

Can be equivalent

To mother's dearest

Mommy, mommy, yes, mother their loves

From beginning to end

Steve Kopa

Weirton