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.
Only One Mother
Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky,
Hundreds of shells on the shore together,
Hundreds of birds that go singing by,
Hundreds of lambs in the sunny weather.
Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the world wide over.
Miss You Mom as I Grow
I miss you
When we're not together.
I'm growing up so fast
See how big I've gotten
since you saw me last?
As I grow, I'll change a lot,
The years will fly right by.
You'll wonder how I grew so quick
when and where and why?
So save this card in a safe place,
And take it out each year.
The memories will come back of me,
When I was small and dear.
My Mother Kept A Garden
My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart,
She planted all the good things
that gave my life it's start.
She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem...
And when the winds and rain came,
she protected me enough-
But not too much because she knew
I'd need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong-
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.
I am my Mother's garden.
I am her legacy-
And I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me
A cold morning
A cold morning it was
when mama bird left her nest,
and left her tweeties with warmth and love,
for the promise that she'll be back.
Oh tweeties cried,
for mama bird will leave,
all they know is she'll go so far,
to earn a living for them to survive.
One tweetie made a plea
that touches mama's heart,
"Mom, don't go...you are my life!"
Mama bird burst into tears,
and spread her wings unto her.
Tweetie felt mama's kindness,
love and care.
Still she knows that mama's doing this
to lend thier burdens,
to make them breath.
So tweeties will wake up
in the morning,
with worms nigh
and relish every moment
with full tummies and fly high!
My Fortune, My Mother
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.
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