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.