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  • You brushed my hair and tucked me in,
    Made me laugh for hours on end.
    You kissed my boo-boos when I fooled around.
    Mommy, you never let me down.

    You held my hand as I got my shots
    Then took me for ice cream that hit the spot.
    You bought me Polly-Pockets and Barbies too.
    Mommy, there’s no one quite like you

    You held my hand as I walked through the door,
    Then you met my teacher as I stared at the floor.
    You told me it’d be fun, and I’d make friends too,
    And for that reason, Mommy, I love you.

    You listened to me talk about the drama and boys
    Then taught me how to handle it with class and poise.
    You spoke with wisdom and of things you know.
    You love to hear me say, “Mommy, you told me so.”

    You love the Lord with all you heart,
    And you’re kind and gentle and pretty and smart
    If I could be anyone, I’d pick you
    ‘Cause, Mommy, the world would be better with two of you.

    You’ve taught me so much, with more in store
    And with each day that passes, I love you more.

  • Her love is like
    an island in life’s ocean,
    vast and wide
    A peaceful, quiet shelter
    From the wind, the rain, the tide.
    ‘Tis bound on the north by Hope,
    By Patience on the West,
    By tender Counsel on the South
    And on the East by Rest.
    Above it like a beacon light
    Shine Faith, and Truth, and Prayer;
    And thro’ the changing scenes of life
    I find a haven there.

  • A Mother loves right from the start.
    She holds her baby close to her heart.
    The bond that grows will never falter.
    Her love is so strong it will never alter.
    A Mother gives never ending Love.
    She never feels that she has given enough.
    For you she will always do her best.
    Constantly working, there’s no time to rest.
    A Mother is there when things go wrong.
    A hug and a kiss to help us along.
    Always there when we need her near.
    Gently wipes our eyes when we shed a tear.
    So on this day shower your Mother with Love.
    Gifts and presents are nice but that is not enough.
    Give your Mother a day to have some peace of mind.
    Be gentle, be good, be helpful, be kind.
    Happy Mothers Day

  • My Mother is charming,
    Her food is Enchanting,
    But her love is everlasting.

    If my mother wasn’t living,
    I would go to her like her sibling,
    Ask her for her love,
    In the Seven Heavens high above.

    My mother’s balmy,
    Not because she is my mummy,
    but because of her love,
    The everlasting feathers of a dove.

    A love Everlasting,
    Is by a mother who is a darling,
    Whoever has a mother like me,
    Has a wish-to-be!

  • How much I love you I can’t say:
    It’s more than words can hold.
    You’re all at once my rich, red clay,
    My potter and my mold.
    Yours the words that shaped my voice,
    The spirit within mine.
    Yours the will that shaped my choice,
    My fortune, and my sign.

    How lucky I was to have had you
    At the core of me!
    Wise and good, you always knew
    Just what I could be.

    And so I came to be someone
    Whom I could be proud of.
    For this I give my swollen sum
    Of gratitude and love.

  • My mother is a special part
    Of all that’s cherished in my heart,
    She is my pearl, my soul, my mate;
    She is the one to make life great.
    She is an angel without the wings,
    Who makes life special with the littlest things,

    Whenever I’m in need of love,
    She is there from the heavens above;
    Whenever I’m in need of a shoulder,
    There’s no one as devoted as my mother.

    Her presence and love have always been there,
    Everything in her nature is to only care.
    With every soft hug and kiss
    The world seems more beautiful and blessed.

    I’m sorry for all the times I caused you pain,
    But after these brief storms my love still remains.
    I love you so much,
    I will love you forever-
    I wrote your name on my heart
    And it will stay there forever, and ever…

  • To some love is just a word
    To me it’s a feeling
    A feeling I get every time I look into your eyes
    A feeling I get when I realize your my mom
    A mom who loves, shares, A mom who inspires
    Unconditionally
    What’s that?
    That’s love
    A mothers love, but only you would know
    And me
    You returned that love time and time again
    Possibly to much, nevertheless you did
    Thank-you
    Thank-you for being there when I needed you most
    For being my rock when I should have been yours
    Thank-you for believing in me, even when I doubted myself
    For being the one person I could trust
    No matter what, no matter where
    But most of all thank-you for being you-my mom
    A mom I am so proud to claim
    I love you
    Now and forever

  • A mother casts her dreams into the sea;
    We, the words sent bobbing towards the sun,
    The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy.

    Because she must conclude her melody
    And fall back to the sweet dark hush of One,
    A mother casts her dreams into the sea,

    Hoping to cross that wild infinity
    And on some infant shore again to run,
    The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

    Outside the fiery circle of memory,
    The howling surf, the incessant years undone …
    A mother casts her dreams into the sea

    And then dissolves into a tapestry,
    Her rolling, helpless drift again begun,
    The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

    Afloat once more upon eternity,
    Once more the alien fury, never done …
    Again, again, her dreams into the sea,
    The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy!

  • Happy first Mother’s Day!
    A joint venture of
    Puberty, pregnancy,
    Poop, pee, and love!
    Yet speaking of mothers,
    Maybe you’ve heard
    Of how much sheer wonder
    There is in a word:
    Home to each pilgrim,
    Enduring embrace,
    Roost for each rambler
    ‘Twixt grievance and grace;
    Salve for each wound,
    Dappling despair,
    A love one must leave
    Yet always is there.

  • There were some different beginnings
    To what we know as, Mother’s Day
    One woman, Anna Reeves Jarvis
    Mothers’ Work Day Clubs, her way.

    They focused on sanitary conditions
    And provided medicines for the poor
    They promised to care for all Soldiers
    From both sides in the Civil War.

    After that War that had divided
    The new-found peace would take her
    To healing families and friends
    And she became a real peacemaker.

    Then, in the Eighteen seventies
    Something we could sure use now
    Mothers’ Peace Day, was started
    By, Julia Ward Howe.

    A famous woman of the time
    Reformer, lecturer, and writer of note
    The Battle Hymn Of The Republic
    Is something that she wrote.

    A woman’ suffrage association
    Voted her their first President
    And hers, the first suggestion
    To have a Mother’s Day event.

    Then there was Frank Hering
    In the year Nineteen ought-four
    Of the Fraternal Order Of Eagles
    Who claimed to open the door.

    In Nineteen fourteen Woodrow Wilson
    Recommending a Federal Mother’s Day
    Signed a joint resolution
    That we now observe each year in May.

    No matter who takes the credit
    It was a long time overdue
    To honor all those Ladies
    Who gave life to me and you.

    So, those who still have theirs
    Should remember those times passed
    And thank Her now for all those things
    She’s done for you in the past.

    For those whose Mom is gone
    It’s a time to reflect and say,
    “Mom, I love and miss you,
    On this, and every other day.

    Our Mothers shape our being
    And have an endless wealth to give
    And She will be a part of us
    For as long as we may live.