Saturday, May 12, 2018


‘ A Mother’s Love ‘ 

Whose is the heart that burst with pride each time she sees your face.
Whose are the eyes that dart about, to check your world is safe.
Whose are the arms that wrap you up and hold you tight and close.
Whose is the love that’s always there whenever you need it most.

Whose is the smile that lights the room when you smiling too
Whose shoulder is the place to be, when only a cuddle will do.
Whose chest is warm and comforting when you’re a weary soul
Whose motivation only has your happiness as her goal. 

Whose are the tears that cry for you as you grow old and free
Whose is the heart that aches so much, in the space where you should be.
Whose is the head that knows that you must find your path alone
Whose is the voice who welcomes you each time you go back home. 

Who could have so many facets that make her oh so great 
Who has you on her mind each day, and today we celebrate.
Whose hands hold and guide you, in a way unlike another 
All these are part and parcel of the joys of being a mother.




A mother laughs our laughter: 
sheds our tears, 
fear our fears. 
She lives our joys. 
Cares our cares, and
all our hopes and
dreams she shares.





6 comments:

  1. Lovely words thank you Marilyn. I hope you had a joyful day.
    Blessings
    Maxine

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    1. Thanks. Had a lovely day and hope that your weekend was wonderful. Hugs.

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  2. Such a lovely post in honor of mothers, Marilyn.

    I have thought of you so very often!!
    I trust life is good for you, sweet lady~

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    1. You are such a sweet, caring lady. Love to read your posts. They are so inspiring and spread such cheer. I am not able to put things into words like you and your daughter are. Hugs and have a wonderful day.

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  3. Gorgeous sis, loved the first poem, so true of my darling mum now with her precious Lord and Saviour.
    Hugs Shaz.xxxx

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    1. Thank you. Hope they were a blessing. Hugs.

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