My Mother

My mother was so beautiful,
She was kind and loved me too,
She's always watching over me,
Watching everything I do.

She is always helping me,
Choose from wrong or right,
She might not know it,
But she's my guiding light,

I wish I could have known her,
Better than I did,
Oh I wish that when she died,
I wasn't just a kid.

I am growing up now,
And I think I will be alright
But only because of what I do,
I talk to her every night.

And I know that she is listening,
I know she really cares,
And sometimes when it makes me cry,
She wipes away my tears.

Now it is clear to me,
That I didn't need to know,
Her better then, than I do now,
I'll just learn more about her as I grow.

So Much To Do, So Much Undone

by Steven Leitch

So much to do, so much undone.
How can I go and leave my loved ones.
I’ve children at home that still need my care,
how can I go when I should be there?

So much to say, so much unsaid.
Words that need spoken are still in my head.
Things to talk over with my loving mate,
wished I had said them, but it’s now too late.

So much to see, so much unseen.
Wonders imagined are still in my dreams.
The plans that we made for our later years
are visions now blurred through heartache and tears.

So much to hear, so much unheard,
my grandchild’s first prayer in her very word.
More sweet whispers of “Hon, I Love You”,
in memory’s past, will now have to do.

Oh Father, please tell me why did I go,
I’ve so much to do here that needs my help so.
With so much unheard and still much to see
Please tell me dear Father, I ask of thee.

“My daughter, now listen, I’ll speak to you dear,
you’ve given your best, and I’m pleased with you here.
For I need you to meet with my Holy son,
there’s so much to do, there’s so much undone.”

by Steven Leitch, (1949-2022) November 2, 2002

**Steve knew of Sally’s love of poetry and so as a tribute he wrote this poem shortly after hearing of her death. We are all appreciative of this expression of his thoughts.

This was presented to me just before we moved in June of 2003. Items were collected from our home with the help of my children and without my knowledge. In fact, I had not even missed them. These items all have special memories, whether it is a trip to Paris or Holland, book ends belonging to Sally's Grandma Sara McKenzie, musical Christmas ornaments, eyeglasses, china of Grandma Margaret, miscellaneous jewelry and of course the colors of the young women's organization of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints where she served on many occasions with great love.

Thanks to those who took the time to pull this off. Your efforts are appreciated.