To "Mom" Byrnes

by Johann Mishoe McCrackin – 1952 Scholar

We called her "Mom" – though varied names we wore.
We came from many backgrounds to her home;
Yet always with a smile and outstretched hands
She welcomed us as though we were her own.

We called her "Mom" – and from the very time
She met us she could call us all by name.
When spoken with her gentle, special touch
Each name took on a glow and fresh acclaim.

We called her "Mom" - and never did a queen
Wear grace so nobly or more like a crown;
The secret of her radiance we called "Pop,"
His love adorned her life like a glorious gown.

We called her "Mom" - first shyly, then with pride;
We somehow knew that to her that meant more
Than all the praise and golden accolades
That destiny had brought to her bright door.

We called her "Mom" – and for each one of us
Mom Byrnes will always have a special place;
in treasured memories and in our hearts
She left a living gift of love and grace.