Dia De Los Muertos:

This day more meaning for me now,
as my Mom has just departed on her endless voyage.

Remembering Mom

Daughter, Sister, Mother, Grandmother;
Barbara, Basha, Bobcia, Mom;
Sailor May Have Been Her Favorite Name.

Sailing, Fishing, Windsurfing & Cruising;
Trading Wild Lobster for Her Freshly Baked Bread;
Adventurer Could Have Been Her Middle Name.

Horses, Fast Cars, Red Lipstick & Hats;
My Pistol Packing, Black Coffee & Martini Drinking Mama; 
Loved By Oatmeal & On Her Lap He Always Sat.

Jazz Clubs, Scout Clubs, Gun Clubs & Yacht Clubs,
Pennsylvania, California, Catalina & Mexico,
The Love of Her Life Was Bill & They Said, “let’s Go!”

Drawn Fiercely To The Ocean;
My Mother of Pearl Shared Her Devotion;
The Salty Sea She Will Always Be,
Especially For Me.

Her Best Advice- “Take Shelter In Any Port In A Storm”
Mother Ocean She Has Heard Your Call;
She- In The Sea, Is Finally Free.