Anna Hustak

In loving memory of Anna Hustak

A Mother’s Crown

Heaven lit up with a mighty presence, as the Angels all looked down.

Today the Lord was placing the jewels

Into my Mother’s crown.

He held up a golden crown, as my darling mother looked on.

He said in His gentle voice,

“I will now explain each one.”

“The first gem,” He said, “is a Ruby, and it’s for endurance alone, for all the nights you waited up for your children to come home.”

“For all the nights by their bedside, you stayed till the fever went down.

For nursing every little wound, I add this ruby to your crown.”

“An emerald, I’ll place by the ruby, for leading your child in the right way.

For teaching them the lessons.