How unglorious to simply be a mother
Not for M, she had made up her mind
To be four of a kind
A mentor, a tormentor, a resident,
A president
She found she could be
Not an I but a we
Both a father and a mother
The better her children to smother
Stubborn she was like a mule
Between Lent and Yule
Her mind was one of a kind
A selfless clarity, without parity
And it shone on me sans charity
She leaped to the defense of our children three
Especially it they had a bout with me
No amount of explaining could keep her from reigning.
It takes a man with a lot of loving, to carry on despite her shoving
Bye bye and ta ta, I’ve got a heavy date in bed
With my femme fatal, that’s all
oscar colman
Age:87,feel like 97, think like 57
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Joe, my grandson
Grandson Yaniv at 4 months
Chaim, Valerie with their son, our grandson, Yaniv
Chaim(grandson) and his son Yaniv
Anna,Elie,Sophia and Zahra
Grandson Elie and Zahra
Anna(Elie's wife) and Sophia
Zahra + Sophia (great grandchildren)
Elie and Anna's kids Sophia + Zahra
Grandson Elie
Oscar and Marcia Colman (nee Marcia Rotchtin)
grandsons Zohar, Chaim and Joe
granddaughter Sarah
Zohar, my grandson
Top Left: brother Philip and brother Harry,bottom Left: me(age 13 or 14) and our dad Joseph
My three children, Audrey, Steven and Anita
Marcia and I with grandson Joey in younger days
My brother Phillip, my sister Claire and me
Marcia, my lovely wife, nee Marcia Rotchtin
me in the middle,my son( right) and grandson(left)
maybe around 1980?
me, duringWW2 in Normandy with dog friend
me and army buddy in Holland during WW2
me(age 18) with parents and cousin before going overseas
me(age 10,11?),my sister Claire and brother Phillip
me(age9?) with brother Phillip,sister Annie(back) and niece Shirley
3 comments:
Funny and telling!
you are a gentleman and a scholar and a saint.
yer kid. guess which one.
I bow to your wisdom and I thank you.
Thou warmest my heart.
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