Rhonda's Ramblings
Who would have thought so long ago...
That to Italy, you would go...
Aross the ocean far away...
Away from family and to stay..

Flying away ...
high in the sky....
Didn't have much time...
To say good-bye...

Bon Voy-age...
I did not get to say..
Wishing you a joyful trip...
Yet, wishing you would stay...

A bouquet of roses...
Would have been a nice goodbye...
While wishing you the best...
And trying not to cry...

More of the world...
For her to see...
She took with her...
A part of me...

When to Italy ....
She did roam...
Letters she received...
A touch of home...

Thank the Lord for email...
And cell phones galore...
Snail mail is also nice...
If it's the only door..

To keep in touch across the miles...
To the good ole USA....
Where your mom now is..
And here she plans to stay

So Bon Voyage....
Now my sweet....
Wishing you a wonderful time...
Until, next time we meet
Love, Mom

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