Happy Mother’s Day

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Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day to all who are moms (and grandmothers)-have a great day! To remember our moms (I put mine up in the picture) but the rest can read the poem under more- this is from Kay C.

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 have 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; and 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
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!

One Comment

  1. La said:

    Is no one wishing mom’s happy mothers day?

    May 12, 2003

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