A SERIES OF MOTHER'S DAY POEMS

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    A SERIES OF MOTHER'S DAY POEMS

    April, 2000

    This book of memories,
    I give to you,
    Of special times,
    We've lived through.

    Some sentimental;
    Some quite serious;
    Some amusing;
    And others hilarious.

    These remembrances
    Mean the world to me;
    Because they're of you,
    They're special, you see.

    By:Sheila Weaver
    .
    A MOTHER'S DAY APRON
    April,2000

    Do you remember,
    A long time ago,
    We kids were little,
    And couldn't sew?

    We wanted to make
    A gift for you;
    We had the idea;
    But our abilities few.

    We had a square cloth,
    And a strip for a band;
    We said, "Momma, don't look,
    But sew together, if you can.

    "We cut a red heart,
    For you to sew on;
    Making a pocket,
    For a nice a-pron.

    You pretended not to know;
    But I'm sure you knew;
    Yet acted surprised;
    When it was for you.

    (note to mother)
    Mother, I've always wanted to be more like you.When I think of you, I think of a selfless; patient; thoughtful, and encouraging person, all in one small package

    OUR HOME
    May, 2002

    Our home was special,
    Because of you.
    I felt secure,
    Day and night through.

    I wasn't aware,
    Of sacrifices you made,
    But thinking back now,
    There were many, I'm 'fraid.

    By:Sheila Weaver

    FALLING OUT OF THE CAR
    May, 2002

    Remember when I,
    Fell out of the car?
    I hung on to the door,
    But not very far.

    I remember waking up,
    With my head in your lap.
    I asked, "Where am I?"
    (Just like a sap!)

    I hurt pretty bad,
    But oh, how I milked it,
    You spoiled me rotten,
    So I wouldn't feel it.

    Till this very day,
    Banana pudding I eat;
    To comfort my pain,
    When It runs too deep.

    By:Sheila Weaver

    PLAYING WHIZ BANG
    June, 2002

    I remember you hard at work;
    I remember you playing too.
    We'd all get on the floor,
    And have a game with you.

    With decks in hand,
    For playing Whiz Bang.
    Reaching over each other,
    How our voices rang;

    "Fitchy, fitchy, fit, boom, ugh!"
    Trying for our goal
    To make the first play,
    O'er the floor we'd roll.

    By:Sheila Weaver

    A COMPOSITE OF MANY CHRISTMASES
    June, 2002

    Christmas was always,
    A special delight;
    Stories 'bout Jesus,
    On that wondrous night.

    Tempting aromas,
    From kitchen would pour;
    Turkey, mashed taters,
    Home made noodles galore.

    The grandest of feasts,
    With your loving touch,
    And as we'd sit down,
    You'd say, "Its not much;"

    Off to the boys room,
    We hid out to wait,
    Hoping that Santa,
    Would not be too late.

    As we grew older,
    And we all knew,
    We'd still wait for Santa;
    Was that for us---or you?

    By:Sheila Weaver

    HOME FILLED WITH LOVE
    June 2002

    Thank you, for giving me,
    A home filled with love;
    You and Daddy, together,
    And God up above.

    You never quarreled,
    As some parents do.
    I learned love is forever,
    And it's still true.

    By:Sheila Weaver

    SPORTY SHORTY
    June 2002

    As I think back,
    Of memories of you,
    I'm surprised at the memories
    That start to come through.

    I see you bending over,
    Touching hands flat to the floor;
    Your knees never bending,
    And you never got sore.

    Actually, It wasn't,
    Such a wondrous feat;
    Seeing the floor's
    So close to you seat.

    By:Sheila Weaver

    "LET YOUR CONSCIENCE BE YOUR GUIDE"
    June 2002

    You taught me to be honest,
    And not to lie.
    You created my conscience,
    Where,---IT WILL NEVER DIE !

    Showing you trusted me,
    I didn't want to risk,
    Losing that trust,
    For just any task.

    I never ever wanted
    To hurt or disappoint you,
    But knowing I did,
    Hurt me, more than I meant to.

    By:Sheila Weaver

    (Mother, you've always been there for me, even when it was hard for you. You accepted Tommy as a son, even though we eloped at seventeen. Thank you so Much!)

    CLOTHES YOU MADE FOR ME
    June, 2002

    Thanks for the many dresses,
    You made for me.
    I always looked stylish,
    As anyone could see.

    Sometimes my tastes
    Were a little far out;
    Remember the chemise--
    Where the back pooffed out?

    I remember squaw skirts;
    Poodle skirts and more;
    Formal hoops for graduation;
    And can cans galore.

    By:Sheila Weaver

    (Thank you for being
    An example to me;
    Raising me to love God;
    He's everything to me.

    Mother, I found you in the Bible.Read Proverbs 31: 10, 26

    LAST MESSAGE FOR MOTHER'S DAY BOOK

    You were there to hold my hand, when I had Tom Jr. so young. You hurt with us when we found out that Bobby had learning problems and was going blind. When our house burned, you were there. When we went to Africa as missionaries, you didn't say a word against it, although, I knew you disapproved. Thank you for not speaking out loud how you felt.
    Love,Sheila

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    sk commented on A SERIES OF MOTHER'S DAY POEMS

    04-03-2009

    This makes me so proud to be a Mother, and it also makes me miss my own Momma so very much...I had to laugh at the line about touching the floor without bending a knee...my Grandma was so proud that she could do that in her late 60's, and we'd tease her that it was because she was vertically challenged at only 5 feet tall! Thanks for bringing back so many memories that I guess are part of so many people's lives...the lucky ones anyway...

    WordSlinger commented on A SERIES OF MOTHER'S DAY POEMS

    04-02-2009

    I have to call my mom now, :)

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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