To Betty, my Mom

My mom,
She was a Viennese gal,
A real good sport,
Much loved by all,
Her schnitzel and goulash
Were the best,
With her torte
She outshone the rest,
And till her life's end,
Mom always was
My very best friend,
She's now been gone
For many years,
Yet, I miss her so much,
Thinking of her,
I still shed tears...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz