Memories and Mother

Memories and Mother
When Mother came to our room
To tuck us in at night,
Her face would look so gentle
In the soft, bedside light.
And though we may not always
Have behaved our best that day,
She'd let us know she loved us
In a very special way:

An extra fold to the coverlet,
A little pat, a hug,
And we'd settle down to dreamland
Feeling safe and snug.

And of all the childhood memories
That there have ever been,
We love best to recall the times
When Mother tucked us in.

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# Posted on Saturday, 10 May 2008 at 2:25 AM

I bit you cant do like a moms in short time as they do

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# Posted on Saturday, 10 May 2008 at 2:21 AM

good byes to all moms

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# Posted on Saturday, 10 May 2008 at 2:16 AM

Like a Rose

Like a Rose

Like a Rose

What a lovely and enchanted rose
you are my mother
Genuine, sincere, and your beauty
unlike any other
Like a rose, a purpose there is
for mother's thorns
Your wisdom, love, and sometimes
even your scorns
you live your life to direct
and guide us with your bless
never complaining about the pain
we cause or the stress
Mother you are an angel
spreading sweetness around
Sacrificing, given, and your kindness
is so profound
In my heart forever you'll be a rose
in full bloom
Pure love, great compassion,
and a scent of luxurious perfume
A heart my mother you have,
surely made of the finest gold
Wisdom greatly shines every day
as the years unfold
Your soft heart is like a sweet garden
of rare beauty
Being compassionate to others
it seems to you as duty
Thoughtfulness and gentleness
I feel as your words flow
When ever I see you smile deep
in my heart love glows
Yes mother, no one could ever in my heart
take your place
I always turned to you when obstacles
I had to face
For that mother and for giving me
the pleasure of many things
I thank you for the happiness in my life
you constantly bring
It's so easy to say here sweet words,
indeed so true
Right now and forever mother,
I will always love you
You have been a great human
giving us a magical pleasure
Mother You are the gift from God
I will always treasure
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# Posted on Saturday, 10 May 2008 at 1:55 AM

Edited on Saturday, 10 May 2008 at 2:13 AM

MO-TH-ERS

MO-TH-ERS
"M" is for the million things she gave me,
"O" means only that she's growing old,
"T" is for the tears she shed to save me,
"H" is for her heart of purest gold;
"E" is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
"R" means right, and right she'll always be,
Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER,"
A word that means the world to me.
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# Posted on Saturday, 10 May 2008 at 1:47 AM