A poem my father remembers from his mother Jessie:
M - O - T - H - E - R
"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.
Howard Johnson (c. 1915)
Happy Mothers Day, Tam x
1 comments:
What a lovely poem Tam, still relevant all these years later, and your Dad has a great memory!!! Have a wonderful week. Bron
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