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For Mothers day.......add your poems...thoughts...

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.•:*¨¨*:• ★Jax in Wales★.•:*¨¨*:•.

.•:*¨¨*:• ★Jax in Wales★.•:*¨¨*:•. Report 18 Mar 2007 08:49

Not a day goes by when you are not in my heart and mind, I miss you so much but you were the best mum I could have wished for. I love you mum. She used to be my only enemy and never let me free, Catching me in places that I know I shouldn't be, Every other day I crossed the line, I didn't mean to be so bad, I never thought you would become the friend I never had Backthen I didn't know why, why you were misunderstood, So now I see through your eyes, all that you did was love, Mama I love you, Mama I care, Mama I love you, Mama my friend, My friend I didn't want to hear it then but I'm not ashamed to say it now, Every little thing you said and did was right for me, I had a lot of time to think about, about the way I used to be, Never had a sense of my responsibility Back then I didn't know why, why you were misunderstood, So now I see through your eyes, all that you did was love, Mama I love you, Mama I care, Mama I love you, Mama my friend, My friend But now I'm sure I know why, why you were misunderstood, So now I see through your eyes, all I can give you is love, Mama I love you, Mama I care, Mama I love you, Mama my friend, My friend Mama I love you, Mama I care, Mama I love you, Mama my friend, You're my friend Jacquelinexxxx

Purple **^*Sparkly*^** Diamond

Purple **^*Sparkly*^** Diamond Report 18 Mar 2007 02:08

Such beautiful verses, I am now in bits!!! I am so thankful to be a mother, to have known the joys and pain and fears for my child, as he goes along life's path. I find myself saying many things my mother said, words I vowed I would never say until I had a child of my own and those words came automatically from my lips. I wonder if they were the words of my grandmother too, and of her mother, and all the mothers in my past, changed to fit the times but with the same meaning and love of all time. I remember my Mum and the way she tried to do the best she could for us, maybe it wasn't always what we wanted but it was all done with love. The way she struggled to make us a sledge when it snowed one day, my Dad was at work and we so wanted to play out in the snow that had started falling. Mum had burned her hand with hot fat making us chips for lunch yet she bandaged it up and made the sledge. That is what being a Mum is all about. Thanks Mum, we miss you (and your chips and chocolate cake!) Liz x

Mrs Presley

Mrs Presley Report 18 Mar 2007 01:22

All the adds have been lovely..xxxxxx

Gillian in Aylesbury

Gillian in Aylesbury Report 17 Mar 2007 03:15

A mothers love is special It’s a bond no one can breach It spans over any distance Her arms will always reach That tender loving feeling Comes deep from in her heart It’s never like those other loves That sometimes stop and start A mothers love is special It’s a bond no one can break Show her how much you love her She gives so much – don’t only take When she’s no longer with you You will still feel her near Her presence will surround you To dull each little fear That special loving feeling Shared between the two of you Will surpass all harsh words spoken It’s a love forever true A mothers love is special No matter what they try to say She loved you from conception And no one can take that love away She’ll share this love with siblings To her they are special too But remember in this life No one meant as much as you A Mothers love is special It’s a bond no one can breach It’s a lesson to her children every mother tries to teach Gillian Brion

sunshine smile

sunshine smile Report 16 Mar 2007 13:04

Hope you don't mind me adding this mrs p. To my wonderful daughter...who is also a mum to three lovely boy's i'd like to express how so very proud of you i am..you not only had your son's so close together....but you have become such a loving caring mother...and i am so glad...i bought you up with the qualities that you so proudly teach to your children...let's hope that the chain of love continues threw out all there lives. Thank-you mrs p........Gwyn xxxxx

JoyBoroAngel

JoyBoroAngel Report 16 Mar 2007 12:49

mums are angels without wings

Kay????

Kay???? Report 16 Mar 2007 07:40

Other arms have held me,but not with your same love,

Linda G

Linda G Report 16 Mar 2007 07:30

To my dear Mum I owe everything I am to you. You were my Mum, my best friend, my confidant, the person I laughed with. Remember how we used to laugh and no one else could get the joke. . I hope you are happy now you are with Dad again. Ethan is nearly six now and Freya is two tomorrow, wish you could have met her. She's a real character. You would have loved her so much. We will all be together on Sunday and will say a toast to you at 3o'clock...... Be there or be square............ All my love forever. Miss you Linda xxxxxx

Mrs Presley

Mrs Presley Report 16 Mar 2007 00:30

Your Mother Is Always With You Your mother is always with you... She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street. She's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks. She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your mother lives inside your laughter. She's crystallized in every tear drop... She's the place you came from, your first home.. She's the map you follow with every step that you take. She's your first love and your first heart break....and nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, Not space... Not even death.... will ever separate you from your mother.... You carry her inside of you....

Unknown

Unknown Report 16 Mar 2007 00:23

Before I was myself you made me, me With love and patience, discipline and tears, Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free, Allowing me to sail upon my sea, Though well within the headlands of your fears. Before I was myself you made me, me With dreams enough of what I was to be And hopes that would be sculpted by the years, Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free, Relinquishing your powers gradually To let me shape myself among my peers. Before I was myself you made me, me, And being good and wise, you gracefully As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears Bit by bit stepped back to set me free. For love inspires learning naturally: The mind assents to what the heart reveres. And so it was through love you made me, me By slowly stepping back to set me free. i didnt write this,but i do like it, hope you do to lynn x

Unknown

Unknown Report 16 Mar 2007 00:15

happy mothers day mum please this year for once, accept my card and my love, without returning it

UzziAndHerDogs

UzziAndHerDogs Report 16 Mar 2007 00:06

Thanx Mum Jac

Mrs Presley

Mrs Presley Report 16 Mar 2007 00:05

You were there when we took our first steps, And went unsteadily across the floor. You pushed and prodded: encouraged and guided, Until our steps took us out the door... You worry now 'Are they ok?' Is there more you could have done? As we walk the paths of our unknown You wonder'Where have my children gone?' Where we are is where you have led us, With your special love you showed us a way, To believe in ourselves and the decisions we make. Taking on the challenge of life day-to-day. And where we go you can be sure, In spirit you shall never be alone. For where you are is what matters most to us, Because to us that will always be home...

Mrs Presley

Mrs Presley Report 15 Mar 2007 23:34

I know this is long....but so worth reading....its my favxx Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom? 'Because I'm a woman,' she told him. 'I don't understand,' he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, 'And you never will, but that's O.K.'....... Later the little boy asked his father, 'Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?'. 'All women cry for no reason,' was all his Dad could say...... The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked 'God, why do women cry so easily?' GOD answered...... 'When I made woman, I decided she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet, made her arms gentle enough to give comfort... I gave her the inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times will come even from her own children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going and take care of her family and friends, even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue without complaining.... I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly.... She has the very special power to make a child's boo-boo feel better and to quell a teenager's anxieties and fears.... I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.... I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.... For all of this hard work, I also gave her a tear to shed. It is hers to use whenever needed and ! it is her only weakness.... When you see her cry, tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even though she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good. She is specialx

Mrs Presley

Mrs Presley Report 15 Mar 2007 23:25

Carol............thank you for that...TRULY BEAUTIFUL. C's nan?x

☺Carol in Dulwich☺

☺Carol in Dulwich☺ Report 15 Mar 2007 23:20

Mother This is a truly beautiful piece please read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in leisure...do not hurry....this is a treasure... The young mother set her foot on the path of life. 'Is this the long way?' she asked. And the guide said: 'Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning.' But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, 'Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.' Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, “Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.' And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,' A little patience and we are there.' So the children climbed, and when they reached the top they said, 'Mother, we would not have done it without you.' And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, 'This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength.' And the next day came strange clouds which darkened the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the mother said: 'Look up. Lift your eyes to the light.' And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said, 'This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.' And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather. At last they came to a hill, and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And mother said, 'I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them.' And the children said, 'You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.' And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: 'We cannot see her but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence.......' Your Mother is always with you.... She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space... not even death! In Memory of Emily 04/07/1922 - 20/02/2006 a mother, grandmother and great grandmother, sadly missed by us allxx

Carolina

Carolina Report 15 Mar 2007 23:05

flowers cards hugs and gifts all of these are on my list i want to show you how much i care i know love is with you everywhere i send my love and kisses too and cry alot of tears for you oh mum i wish i could be with you on this day mothering sunday carolina xx

Mrs Presley

Mrs Presley Report 15 Mar 2007 23:05

A MOTHER'S LOVE A Mother's love is something that no on can explain, It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain, It is endless and unselfish and enduring come what may For nothing can destroy it or take that love away . . . It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, And it never fails or falters even though the heart is breaking . . . It believes beyond believing when the world around condemns, And it glows with all the beauty of the rarest, brightest gems . . . It is far beyond defining, it defies all explanation, And it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation . . . A many splendoured miracle man cannot understand And another wondrous evidence of God's tender guiding hand. ~Helen Steiner Rice~

HeatherinLeicestershire

HeatherinLeicestershire Report 15 Mar 2007 23:04

Not a poem Mrs P, hope you don't mind xxxx Snowdrops and daffodils, butterflies and bees Sail boats and fishermen, things of the sea Wishing wells, wedding bells, early morning dew All kinds of everything reminds me of you Seagulls and areoplanes, things of the sky Winds that go howling, breezes that sigh City sights, neon lights, grey skies or blue All kinds of everything reminds me of you Summer time, winter time, spring and autumn too Monday, tuesday, everyday I think of you Dances, romances, things of the night Sunshine and holidays, postcards to write Budding trees, autumn leaves, a snowflake or two All kinds of everything reminds me of you Summer time winter time spring and autumn too Seasons will never change the way that I love you Dances, romances, things of the night Sunshine and holidays, postcards to write Budding trees, autumn leaves, a snowflake or two All kinds of everything reminds me of you All kinds of everything reminds me of you Happy Mothers Day xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Kim from Sandhurst

Kim from Sandhurst Report 15 Mar 2007 23:02

Cheers Hayley Just gone outside and had a boo! lol But I do that quite often anyway and my mum's been gone 12 years now!! Think it's something to do the the photo I have of her in a fridge magnet frame, sure her expression changes when I have done something wrong, she knew me too well!! lol Kim x :)