It’s hard to think of just one thing,
When I consider all that this life will bring
What has inspired me,
What has set me free?
As my Grandma said when I was in a rut
“Shoot for the stars, and if you land on a mountain, so what?
Since she passed my tears have fallen
But her memory carries on like a bee with pollen
When I create my drawings, paintings and photographs
I picture her gaze and hear her laughs
I used to show her my finished pieces
Her face would light up with a glow, that never ceases
Now I think of her everyday
And how her love and faith could never fray
So when I’m asked what inspires me
It was, is, and continues to be
Marylin Greene Boman.