The Truck That Wouldn't

This Poem was written to my mother. A Little Something Mama, a little something to say goodbyeYou were my mom, you were my best friendYou were everything to me even at the endYou were the brave oneWho helped me keep my feet on the ground. Mama I know you knew how much you meant to meI should have learned to express my feelings,But I knew you always knewI loved you, not only because you were my mama, But because you were my best friend and my hero. Mama, you taught me wrong from rightYou taught me how to be strongAnd fight for what was rightYou taught me to forgive and never cast blameMama you were my world.I will miss my mama, my best friend.I love you Mama Love,Alena Robertson AKA - Ruth

I live in Bakersfield, California with my family. I have three children, and I am an elementary school teacher in one of the local schools.This book was written about my mom and dad because he loved to tinker with old cars and trucks, and she was always by his side no matter what.When dad wasn't on the road driving his truck he was at home with his family and out in the backyard tinkering with on his cars and trucks.I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.