To Mom and Big Ern

To Mom and Big Ern

I've a story to tell, I remember it well - Even though it was ten years ago.

1990 was the year - Mom said, "Kids, don't fear, - It seems I have found me a beau!

"A man?!" we exclaimed, as we begged for his name - We pleaded to the best of all Mothers,

Was he a cute honey? Did he have lots of money? - "No," she giggled, "Its Ernie Southers!"

They courted awhile -- Big Ern, he had style! --It seemed like she'd found a real "keeper."

This couple's true love was blessed from above, Off Mom's feet - Ern certainly did sweep her!

In Whitman they married, his name she now carried - Then she moved out to Madisonville.

Of course we had doubt, she had never been out - Of our grand West Virginia Hills.

She amazed us all, She was having a ball - Making memories and friends ever new.

Our concerns were unfounded, Her roots now were grounded - In the soil of Kentucky, so true.

Their lonliness was gone, this love - it was so strong, - and continues to be so today.

So Happy Year Number 10, A decade its been - We love you both more than words could say.

Love - Sue, Chuck, and Cheryl (and all the grandkids and great grandkids!)