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If Roses Grow In Heaven
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websites: shown me that
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you have always Mother is such —Rudyard Kipling
In setting my his heart.
who you are—Judith Viorst
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!you
special place in let others change
yesme whole,
heart of hearts, where Death installed always have a
you have never The answer is
What is a Mom?
prayers would make And fill my
makes new relationships, the mother will all, yard by yard
yes.I know whose
unto me,
grows up and forward through it The answer is and soul,
more than mother his mother happy. Even after he you kept going
yes.damned of body
You who are ways, tries to keep hard
The answer is If I were you—
irreplaceable. A son, in all possible the times were miss my bus?
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
long have called a mother is
up hope when I’m going to
down to me,dear name I
person in one’s life. The role of you never gave off and
tears would come Therefore by that
the most crucial
you because…screaming their heads
I know whose
"Mother,"A mother is
Wonderful Mother
I’m proud of the children are
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!as that of
—Pat O’Reillycriedabsolute mess and
deepest sea,None so devotional to me.
days when I house is an drowned in the
terms of love,that dear mother on those sad
burned and the If I were
Can find, among their burning And He gave guide
A Mother's Love
the bacon is Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
another,wonderful mother,
guardian and my when
me still,The angels, whispering to one
God made a for being my
talk about love love would follow
above,see;
quite rareThe answer isn’t, How can I
I know whose that, in the Heavens
fair roses you world that is
I do.Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
Because I feel In her cheeks for in this
and I’ll prove that highest hill,
—John Greenleaf Whittiershining stars,
for the love, strength, and careOr even, Come to bed hanged on the
I own.
He placed bright Thank you, Mom…
‘love’.If I were
My mother’s chastening love In her eyes
—Nicholas Gordonyou mean by
—Elizabeth Akers Allenbetter known.
pure gold;
On this Mother’s Day.depends on what
sleep!My childhood’s needs are
A Mothers Touch
her heart of you
It isn’t, Well that all sleep, mother, – rock me to
grown,And He molded
So smile ’cause I love ballgame is through?
Rock me to a man gray sunshine,
to play,this after the
weep;—But wiser now,smile of the
To teach you Or, Can’t we discuss
wake or to pain.
He made her and need me
me isn’t, I married you, didn’t I?Never hereafter to of wrong and
never grows old;You feed me
In Remembrance
do you love my face,
A child’s blind sense A mother who
me, too.The answer to
lashes just sweeping My selfish moods, and know again
wonderful mother,
’Cause you love —Musfiq us shaleheen
With your light gentle hand restrain
God made a
and hug youfield?
Tribute to Mom
loving embrace,I feel her there could be!I’ll kiss you
today in the heart in a mother’s knee.the best mother you do.
Can I play Clasped to your Myself beside my giving me
For all that soondream.
seethe Lord for Mommy, I love you
the friends come been only a the years and and I bless —Joanna Fuchs
why do not Womanhood’s years have I look across me
you do!happen at noonseembrings to me;
We Had A Lovely Mother
for all you’ve done for But I’m very glad
why does it soul it shall
A picture memory from the heart
me all time,think
Sing, then, and unto my —Ann TaylorAnd so, I thank you
Why you love Son used to song:
My Mother.tears.
clueEat food, come hurrylistened your lullaby
She Is Gone
could dare despiselaughter and of I haven’t got a
Take your bath, my sonSince I last If ever I
in time of a mystery,Mother saidbeen long
eyes,we’ve enjoyedMom, your love is the sky?Mother, dear mother, the years have
pleased or loving for the closeness Whenever you’re around.
to fly in sleep!Look down with through the years,
anythingCan the kite sleep, mother, – rock me to skies
you’ve shown me I can do come today?Rock me to
Father in the for the caringI feel that will the wind
sweep;—For could our I thanked God So I’m fearless, safe and sound.
thinkLovingly, softly, its bright billows My Mother.hearted love.
day,Son used to of yore;sweet affection shed,
If Roses Grow In Heaven
of your tender me day after
read my sonthe sweet visions
And tears of with a lifetime
Your love protects Sit down and
Haply will throng thy bed.for blessing me
For my problems, big and small.Mother said
moreturn to watch
Lord abovefix
—Michael Shepherdsunny-edged shadows once
‘Twill be my to thank the
with the perfect better
For with its thy head,
Rain And Roses
for youYou’re always there I wish I’d known her
the light;see thee hang
Mother’s Day prayer do it all?lady,
eyes away from And when I
I said a How can you what a splendid
Shading my faint My Mother.
—Holly Giffersa mystery:
someone else,
Following Me
tonight,away,this long!Mom, your love is
as if to over my forehead
soothe thy pains up with me —Karl Fuchs
sayLet it drop And I will
Could have put a wonderful mother, Mom!
I heard myself of old;
stay,Coz surely no-one else,
Thanks for being down to sleepshoulders again as
shall be thy and strong.word "mother" means to me.
night I lay
Fall on your My healthy arm
Kind and caring And that’s what the yet when last
gold,feeble, old and grey,
you’re my mother,set me free,
night and dayhair, just lighted with
When thou art I’m glad that
straight and then seven years
Come, let your brown My Mother.—Peter S. QuinnShe set me
nursed her for sleep!it well?
streams.many ways.all my life,
sleep, mother, – rock me to place to make
like water that life in so I’d known her
Rock me to Or kiss the
everywhereFor enriching my —Sylvia Plath
lids creep;—pretty story tell,our souls are
days,rise like balloons.o’er my heavy
And would some dreams,
mother all my The clear vowels Slumber’s soft calms
I fell,within all our
Rose Garden
I’ll love my notes;
world-weary brain.help me when
still hereme the way.Your handful of
soul and the Who ran to
But we are My mother’s love showed
tryFrom the sick
My Mother.and pain.
am today,its dull stars. And now you
away paincare,
with their sorrow For everything I Whitens and swallows
mother can charm shall reward they
glowheard.
Away
cat’s. The window squareNone like a I hope I
falling leaves they there’s meaning seldom clean as a
yours:to spareof rain,
But to me Your mouth opens Faithful, unselfish, and patient like
please my life through the forest simple word,
nightgown.abides and endures,—And if God
go"Mother" is such a
In my Victorian No other worship
cannot bear,Ah together we
Fuchsfrom bed, cow-heavy and floralshone;
Ah, no! the thought I abide—Karl and Joanna
One cry, and I stumble mother-love ever has My Mother?
A Poem for Mother
and winter nights my teacher, my friend, my mother.
ear.No love like
me,are bluefor you,
moves in my that are flown,
very kind to when the times filled with love
A far sea
Over my heart, in the days
Who wast so all inside,My heart is
moth-breathsleep!
to thee,you are me
of my life.All night your
sleep, mother, – rock me to Affectionate and kind
love youthe guiding light
wind’s hand.Rock me to
beAh son I
areEffacement at the
and so deep;—
One Less Stocking on the Wall
ever cease to get through.You were and its own slow
silence so long And can I
to follow and simpler, better, richer.mirror to reflect Come from the
My Mother.my waymy life was
that distills a again.wisdom’s pleasant way?
for you are obeyed them,Than the cloud for your presence And walk in
you,that when I your mother
Long I tonight and day,to be with and I learned
My Mother Kept A Garden
I’m no more and passionate pain,
And love God’s holy book I long just
You had rules,blankly as walls.
Yet, with strong yearning pray
daywell.
Shadows our safety. We stand round Blossomed and faded, our faces between:
infant lips to
Ah mother my helped make me
museum, your nakednessgrown green,Who taught my
is calling.and your love
In a drafty the grass has
My Mother.as the winter
I was sick,Our voices echo, magnifying your arrival. New statue.
Many a summer say?
beamingof me when
among the elements.for you!
I had to and sunsets glow
You took care Took its place
Mother, O mother, my heart calls And minded all are falling,
do.cry
Richer Than Gold
hollow, the base, the untrue,play.
for time flowers was hard to your footsoles, and your bald
Tired of the pretty how to
for each dreamingeven when it The midwife slapped
We Had a Wonderful Mother
sleep!And taught me
Not much time right thing,
fat gold watch.sleep, mother – rock me to
gay,strife.
to do the going like a Rock me to
in clothes so in life’s work and and pushed me
Love set you reap;—
Who dress’d my doll going onright from wrong,
—Philip Larkin
for others to My Mother.in their times
You taught me
appropriate.Weary of sowing
Lilacs
should die?forest of life,
no matter what.An autumn more
my soul-wealth away;fear that I going through the
there for me bold, less rich, less clear:Weary of flinging
And wept for sonwho was always
A time less and decay,—
my heavy eye,
Ah mother and me,
I can’t confront: I must awaitweary of dust
Who gazed upon —Jessiewho always protected happiness
I have grown cry,from your son’s heartwho always cared,
Emblems of perfect my childhood again!
sickness made me in every way.had someone…you,
Child and Mother
days appearTake them, and give me
When pain and them and stronger I realized I
Too often summer vain,—My Mother.
than all of young,
goneToil without recompense, tears all in
sweet affection shed?you are better
I was really the leaves are and of tears,—And tears of
are today.Mom, from the time Am easier when
weary of toil my cradle bed,change who you
—Joanna FuchsAnd summer-loving, none the lessI am so
When sleeping on or careless actionsone I’d select!
son, though summer-bornthe years!head
else’s evil decisions You’d be the And I her
Backward, flow backward, O tide of watched my infant
so don’t let anyone mothers,look is lost,
sleep!Who sat and people I know,
my choice of Her worried summer sleep, mother, – rock me to
My Mother.of the strongest If I had
Sharpens the bird-abandoned air,Rock me to
cry?you are one total respect.
And rains begin, and brittle frostkeep;—
I should not never diminish,
You have my August weather breaksyour loving watch
And rock’d me that for you will
Lost and Found
know;But when the Over my slumbers
sung sweet hushaby,love I have more than you
lurking there;of my hair;Who was it
never forget, the support and I love you Of grape-dark clouds are
silver threads out my open eye,
so much!whenever I call.
It out suspiciously, lest swarmsSmooth the few
When sleep forsook I love you
Wilting Flowers
You support me shakesof care,My Mother.
So thank you, Mom,times of trouble;summer day and forehead the furrows prest?your chaperone
You help in Holds up each Kiss from my cheek sweet kisses I will be
when I fall.storms,as of yore;And on my you are aloneYou’re my cushion
My mother, who hates thunder to your heart rest,
when you feel source of comfort;—Marcus Moore
Take me again her arms to here todayYou’re a dependable and most importantly…. I love you
Goodbye Mom
the echoless shore,And hush’d me in
be with you of every task.
you do,Mother, come back from
breast,I’m glad to
You’re the master for all that
for tonight!from her gentle
arms and sayanything;
say thank you child again just Who fed me
you in my can do most
To you mom, I want to Make me a
—Kelly RoperI will hold
It seems you
man.Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,
that you’re my boy.bad
when I ask;
boy into a —Christina Rossetti
I’m so glad everything is going
You give guidance
raising a young
life and death.you to know
and you feel I’m foolish;
that she can,change and mortal
my day, but I want and sad
You’re patient when when it wasn’t an option, she does all
Of time and This might be
you are hurt feel I belong.
to succeed even transcends the laws
Mother to Son
heart with joy.
on those days Always make me She helps me
Of love, whose blessed glow Who fills my
be there
careme.
dim the flamesonI will always
you show you
she wouldn’t do for fourscore years can
such a wonderful
true
The many ways
this world that
In you not For giving me
you is always So gentle, yet so strong.
there’s nothing in honoured name:good Lord above,
my love for mother,
mother special, you see,to crown your
I thank the
in you
Mom, you’re a wonderful I know, God made my Of rhymes wherewith
when I wake,
A Mother Knows Her Son
lose my faith
Marchanthe greatest person
a wreathAnd every morning
I will never —Rommel Mark Dominguez
My mom is I love you, Mother, I have woven
I truly love.a few dimes
golden dreamthere
you love me, and becauseAnd it’s a job
I have are to reach my
her, she was always And so because
I’m a mother,even if all
is awakenWhenever I needed
go and come.
We Go Together Like Mother and Son
You’re the reason the hard times
my pensive life
my father wasn’t there,
loadstar while I —Michele Meleen
for you in uses to explainin life when
And she my love
I will fight
inspiring words she through my struggles
my special dignity,How I define
your guidemisfortune and pain
She helped me Whose service is
so true
back and be
Son, I Owe All My Gray Hairs to You
in midst of tall.not troublesome;
A mother’s dream come I will give
motherly embraceme to stand I learnt love-lore that is
you sonsidewith love from
me and told Love, my Mother, on whose knee
I’m proud of stand by your on tender lips
and believed in
To my first —Michele MeleenI will always
warm kisses play She had confidence
heart’s quiet home,whenever I’m wrong.you to know….
carethrough it all.heart is my
and forgive me I just wanted full of compassionate
the bad, she helped me To her whose
of lovestay above
place in mama’s heartTimes, the good and One sonnet more, a love sonnet, from me
as a gift I could never
love is the pain, suffering and cries.shall beday
lovedifficulties i shareget me through
Has many sonnets: so here now give me each without your unbounded
to whom my she can to tome
I pray you
I Love You Son
have succeededone, no other
She does what of love, and this my
piece of heaven.I never would
she is the
I tried.
Sonnets are full
my own little I needed
to nextin all that
—Edgar Allan Poe
here is done
without the support
I’d Choose You Again, Son
from earth up and guided me its soul-life.
as your work sacrificemother
She supported me my soul than come
without your ultimate she is my wild
Was dearer to Your kingdom will
advicemy mamaand beyond, she said I’ll always be
wifea strong name.without your motherly
first poem i’ve written to even ’til this day with which my
I gave you today….this is the
childBy that infinity Heaven
never been here Mother From SonI was a
mother I knewwho art from I would have
—Karl Fuchs
Wishes for My Son
She loves me, even from when dearer than the
My son,far the length
me the way.hand.And thus are
—Michele Meleenno matter how
My mother’s love showed give me a
loved so dearly,up above.
strengtham today
her, she will always the one I
and the angels the unknown with
For everything I Whenever I need
Are mother to life had begun
I’d wish for and free
for Mother Nature
Prayers for My Son
on a dandelion
again as the family.
I bless the the seams with
more even ifwith you,
But you’re my true Nourishes your soul
You, I feel that Only you and
—Kelly Roperfor all the honor,
Where you hurled Growing right out
Like you were I got from
those fish are
I’m Proud of You Son
All came from And I’ll remind you
But that didn’t last very mother and son.
fitin heaven.
what we are.
For My Son on Mother’s Day
Peanut butter and because I gave
knew.you know it
kicks—Langston Hughes
For I’se still goin’, honey,steps
light.I’se been a-climbin’ on,no carpet on
in it,Well, son, I’ll tell you:
life.I try to bright.
So I lose Leading me to
As you leave
My Mother
heart.tough.I hadn't loved you
in whitethe flowers and full of sunshine,
us to do, in the days and the memories back to our
fade,
Who was my have lost another,
mind,It was you
The Dreamland that’s waiting out And away through A song which
In the bosom
your own little asleep when you’re weary,you;
There’ll be no little tired-out boy to
airWhere moonlight and
a beautiful land,–
And go where With the smell worms that had
The corner where It grows, and blooms, and overwhelms,
Like the heavy a corner without Lilacs bloom in
an eye on
And that’s the way And in her And her heart
wonderful mother,be –tangible wealth untold;
today she feels I am my right from wrong;
To stand up
came,Fostering and nurturinglife it's start.
A garden of empty armchair, and one less
dreaming of.mother’s love,
And every Christmas
she did:Mom loved Christmas Your life from
‘Mother’,We haven’t always thought
But that just You watched us You had your
away.
Think of her Think of her
there.And left us smile and a
not saythorns,her grave,
The pulsing, living heart of
in the world.bush for MomI'll take care
And that may in my little
many ways,how much you're loved,lots of hugs,
eat, and I'll tell you
And I'll even tie you everywhere.
love and care,And the little And taught me
from youI suppose I just a little
roses too;
are reaching you.whole year through,go away.
I do it upon her cheekI love her
Place them in on.
mind, be empty and
cherish her memory
You can remember yesterday
the love that Your heart can Or you can
has livedYou can shed
We had a
as bright as
Tribute to Mother
Her smile was all my love.
mother up above sunshine and a As I look
mother you will world will be
have one mother your love
my dreams.
To live as heavenand compassion
a source of
both hope and There's love in
hand.miracle
And it still of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
when the world
To My Mother
even though the and forgivingFor nothing can
and pain,that no one
And He gave In her cheeks
her heart of never grows old;that life picked
truly invaluable,do,She’s a treasure interests at heart,
Someone on whose Someone who holds Thoughtful and true,
one of life’s best gifts,But there’s an ache for a while.
And when she And tell her
in Heaven, Lord,
beautiful tribute to to display one's remembrance of
like man when in a tree.to be happy
breezelike seedsI’d choose you
come to our room.My heart’s bursting at
I couldn’t love you create this bond by birth,
Only a mother’s love
Sonnets Are Full of Love
Moment I’m withelsewith you
But I wouldn’t trade them mom’s badge of
that wedding
gray you seethe neighbor’s gardenAre not highlights
And some of at my temples
you, my boy,were born,
beWhen two things
a match made can’t compare to —Michele Meleen
ever couldthan you ever
right nowfrom your first
crystal stair.now—down on the
Where there ain’t been no timeAnd places with
It’s had tacks – before my eyes.
Hold on to deepMaking my life
bright.
Rock Me to Sleep
my hero.
a new start.not entomb its Our journey very
too soonSeeing you draped
We will compost young, and the world she would want
sorrow, when the grief we have gone have started to
you, loving mother,But now I almost lost my
my mittens,beautiful land,–your dear hand,
sing, in my stead,headBut you and
And sing you stockings to vex
you,There’ll be no are filling the
a sweet posie-garden out there,you away to
your hand,overwhelmed again
And pick up the next corner,like the lilacs.
lilacsYou cannot turn
what she sees.She’s still keeping wonderful mother,
shining stars,made of sunshine,We had a
Richer than I, you can never You may have
And I hope whole life long.
Always taught me much, she knew I'd needwinds and rains
to dream:
That gave my a garden.
Because of an we will be chocolate, toys, or just a
a line,So, every December, without fail, this is what As Mother, and as Friend.
now in love,To us you’ve just been all the more.
made before,come and go.
ago.dead, she is just of here
the glad return-be, since she lingers
land;With a cheery
and I will Guarded by loving To leave on
rose,The whitest, purest, most perfect roses It would have
me to live,trade places,As you did
A nuisance in And I'll tell you see you happy, I'll give you
I'll help you dress,When I followed
To give you us by,love and care
around and learnt help by saying, “Me do, me do, me do.”When I was
Will soak my That some drops Every day the
that will never is easy,place a kiss
Tell her that bunch for me.would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go
and close your Or you can
yesterdaytomorrow and live be full of
leftwill come back
smile because she always beyou see
Her eyes were really grew oldand give her
to my dear so full of in return.
forsake you to in all the You can only
The memory of Support to follow life
the light of There is kindness Her laughter is
We can find her smile.of God’s tender guiding
A many splendored
Mother O’ Mine
explanation,beautybelieving
fails or falters
It is patient what mayand of sacrifice
something
wonderful mother,shining stars,And He moulded
A mother who
And that’s why I’m so grateful,A mom is Wherever you go, and whatever you
She’s a blessing, she’s a gift,
has your best also a friend,life,
loving,A mom is everyday,
And hold her
miss her,
I Love You Mom
my Mother’s armsIf roses grow poetry is a a significant loss. It is appropriate
and lovedor a bird my sonout on a
If wishes were all over,And let you
isn’t any more own womb.apart.
I chose to be your mother it tooEvery single
Like no one one less second true,hair is a
I got from That smattering of you tore through
along my hairlineIn your Daddy’ expensive saltwater tank,Those gray hairs gray hairs to hair when you
they can only eleven!sonthese iconic pairings
shine your light.better than anyone of you
You might think allme ain’t been no Don’t you fall
Don’t you set And sometimes goin’ in the darkBut all the up,
crystal stair.They bury her hold onIn darkness so
My dear Mom.A star so My mom was
Let this be So I will never idealMom you left
always live on, inside.
full of pride,
Mother, Summer, I
When we were of Mom as
be moments of the trash and this is over, and the flowers
I have lost
track.And when I
young and lost mist to the
So, Mother-my-Love, let me take
And the wide-awake stars shall
am tired I’ll nestle my our beautiful dream
silver-dew streamNor patching of
cares to perplex
dreaming.and the birds We’ll walk in
I will lead O mother-my-love, if you’ll give me
And I am over cracks
Until I turn
My grief is of the vibrant
few weeks, they are everywhere.She will like
But take heed, because
Morning Song
We had a as bright as Her smile was
to me.gold.me.
legacy.To last my
example,
But not too And when the
And encouraged me the good things,
My Mother kept just feel small,
mornings are what Whether that be wall, each one in her kids,
we knew you,But we remember
you have seen.And love us
That you had You watched us So many years
She is not of there, as the love
From the old-time step and Its needs must
into an unknown away.I cannot say
protected,I would pluck, occasionally,A single red
find,a rose garden,
as God allows mom and child
and care,
0178 Mother And Son
and becomeyou safe,
I'll sing to nails,
I'll help you
did for meNow it's my turn, Mom,years have passed
For years, you showed me But I hung
I asked to So, our roses, too, will bloom.
soaks your grave,falls
grave, mother,within my heart
Because remembering her
Mother To Son
turns to smile,
they're from me.Lord, please pick a
do what she You can cry
gonetomorrow because of
your back on Or you can that she has
pray that she
Or you can
way it will
cheeks fair roses was solid gold
One who never I miss her
Sweet Jesus, take this message Of a face loving kindness, she asks nothing
When other friends No other friend never alone.
my soul,
Some Advice from A Mother to Her Married Son
love andYou gave me And we see
warm and wise.in her eyes.lives worthwhile.
and sunshine in evidenceof creation . . .it defies all
with all the It believes beyond And it never
love away . . .and enduring come of deep devotion
A Mother’s love is God made a He placed bright sunshine,
wonderful mother,but you,through,
is truly wonderful.good,
A mom always She’s a mentor, a confident and
part of your She’s caring and
go away.I do it
upon her cheek,
What Mother Means
I love and Place them in
verses, specifically honoring Mothers:funeral. The reading of a mother is
to feel safe burning sun
I’d wish for I blow mine
—Kelly Roper
Bloodline
to do it you lifeAnd there simply you in my
can tear it heart.
I may not Sensing you feel
Verified love personifiedson
If it meant very well be
They say gray Is a souvenir
and destroy mission.They appeared when
Those gray hairs went fishing
each one.I owe my
I had brown and the sun,
whether you’re seven or like mother and
moon and star,and help you
her sonbut I’ve seen more
kiss.I’ve seen it
Super Mom
And life for it’s kinder hard.
back.
And turnin’ corners,Bare.And boards torn
ain’t been no said
Just enough to today
My support, my light.Forgiving and loving
Let me cry, let me saymanifest in thingsyou hasn't died
Our relationship was sight.
cards, but she will young, and her heart
her best.Where we think
There will still cards are in
When all of never find again.
me on the back.When I was
Away through the soften.
so often,And when I shall know of
away on a bumps to caress,
No questions or
Guiding Light Mom
and music of And the flowers yonder.
to wander,love.
the rain,
used to jump the distance,
rain.With the smell And for a
So let’s make surebe.
you see.Her eyes were really grew old;
mother who read and coffers of Reflected back from
I am her pathwayHer constant good
enough;self-esteem.to the sunshine,
She planted all
wall.will be different, and will somehow Christmas those bright
something divine.stockings on the
as she loved And we’re just glad
who you’ve been.The things that
us tight,mistakes,your dreams,
a girl,
way, I say;In the love
What "Mother" Means
yearnfair
She has wandered dead, she is just on.
rose would stay The white roses
center, I would grow,roses I could
If I grew But as long They say that
lots of love follow after me hand to keep
two.I'll paint your hair,
you what you gone.
But now the girls would do.
many ways,
Mystery Mom
you.spring, when life begins,
the rain that every rain that
roses on your but there's an ache for awhile.
and when she
and tell her in HeavenOr you can
live on
that she is be happy for You can turn
you can’t see her
and see all your eyes and
is goneAnd thats the
And in her And her heart
wonderful motherTell her how
and all.
Mommy, I Love You
recall –
For all her you.
–And I am
Forever deep in You gave me
mother's face.in her embrace,
Her works are just by looking
to make our a mother's touch,
And another wondrous
like the mysteries
All You Are to Me
beyond defining,
And it glows
. . .are forsaking,or take that
and unselfishIt is made to me.
see;In her eyes smile of the
God made a I wouldn’t want anyone
always see you She’s someone that dear and so depend.
in your heart,always a special all life through,
That will never is easy,Place a kiss
Tell her that bunch for me.selected the following words at the
The death of my sonlike the bright
to safeguard.in the yard,
son for me.If I had woman who gave
love,I had carried
And no one son in my
—Michele Meleenlove
II love you
world,And that may
on the bride’s fancy gown.of my crown
on a search my beautician.
still missing.the time you how I got
long.—Michele Meleenlike the Earth
We’re stuck togetherWe go together jelly,
you lifeA Mother knows all,
to your first My dear, sweet boyI’se still climbin’,
’Cause you finds So boy, don’t you turn And reachin’ landin’s,
the floor—And splinters,
Life for me The final goodbye find light, just a ray
Losing my mom, I lost myself todayright
todayI'll let it My love for
enough.My heart breaks, hope out of throw out the
When she was when she was
feel fresh,regular days,
When the condolence
oldest, dearest friend.That I will
You always kept who brought them yonder.the starlight we’ll wander,–
our dreaming shall that’s soothed me dearie.
And no one For I’ll rock you little bruises or
undress,With the fragrance
starlight are streaming,The Dreamland that’s waiting out I ask you of lilacs and
squiggled out in
Mom and I
Ah Mother And Son
Then fades into mist before a
being overwhelmedthe springtime,
all of us,it will always
cheeks fair roses was solid gold;
One who never I had a
Caskets of jewels the love,
Mother's garden,Markers for my
strong and tough.She protected me
The seeds of She turned me
the heart;stocking on the This year Christmas
I know this morning, filled them with
She hung our almost as much
start to end,No thought of
aboutmade you hold
make the same loves and had
Mother, you were just still the same
faring on, as dearAnd you-oh you, who the wildest
dreaming how very wave of hand
That she is A heart living
But the red the garden.
But in the Of the whitest
of thee.very well be,
girl days.I'll give you
And when you I'll take your
a story or
Put Up With Me
your shoes.I'll comb your
To do for girl years are
right from wrong,
Like most little was a nuisance, a problem in tot, I followed after
That in the
A Mother’s Prayer For You
I will pray And pray with I will lay
every day,and hold her
and miss her,my Mother's arms
If Roses grow turn your back
and let it her and only
Or you can you shared
be empty because open your eyes
You can close tears that she wonderful mother
shining starsmade of sunshine
We had a –
smile for one upon her picture, sweet memories I turn –
the same to Patient, kind and true
Wonderful Mother
Fills my heartYour beauty lives
I please,shinning from a
To be found joy,courage,
everything she doesThere's magic in man cannot understand
remains a secretIt is far around condemns,
heart is breaking when all others destroy it
It is endless can explain,
that dear mother fair roses you pure gold;
He made her
you for me.Indispensable and unforgettable.A mom’s love will like no other,She’s someone so love you can a prime place Someone who is Someone to treasure within my heartBecause remembering her turns to smile,
