Mother's Day

Dedicated with love, to my Kitty"Sammy"

"The Bonds That Bind…."
by Judith Johnson Kypta

Remembering you as a little kitten
You would climb upon my knee
You had all the time in the world
You were so happy to be around me

Thinking on how quickly you grew
Each year passed by so fast…
The time we spent was less and less
But I knew our "Bonding" would last

You had more important things to do
Than to cater to my every whim
So I remained in the background
Becoming obscure…and dim

I watched as you went on your way
To experience all life had…
You learned a lot through the years
Some good things, and some bad

It's all a part of living, life and family
Where we learn who we are, if we can
We stretch our wings, yearning to be free
It's the common nature of every man

I understood when you weren't there
You were out there experiencing life
Sowing all of your "Wild Oats"….
Cutting your way with an invisible knife

Now your older, settled at best
I enjoy "More" of your company now
I thank God..…For I am blessed
When you walk in with a big smile

I bid my time so very patiently….
Knowing there would come a day
You'd come back into my arms
Loving me ....In the same old way!

Psalm 32:8
I will Instruct thee and teach thee in the way
which thou shalt go; I will guide thee with mine eye...

Mom There are angels God puts on this earth who care for us and guide us. You can feel their love and gentleness as they walk through life beside us. God blessed us with a person like that, she loves us more than anyone else. And I'm thankful I'm the lucky one who gets to call her "MOMMIE". Love from, Sammy

The doorbell rang that morning;
"A delivery for you", he said.
A gorgeous bouquet of flowers;
With those words, he turned and left.

Pretty yellow flowers
Clutched in a tiny hand;
A priceless gift he gave me;
Nothing could be so grand!

Many years have come and gone
Since my sweet blue-eyed kitty
Picked yellow dandelions;
The color of the sun.
The doorbell rang this morning;
"A delivery for you", he said.
A gorgeous bouquet of flowers;
Pink carnation and roses red.

I put them in a crystal vase
And after that was done;
I opened up the card attached;
It was signed.....your sweet blue-eyed kitty!

Here is Aurora and Sammy

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Victorian Lace on Mother’s Day

by
Marilyn Ferguson ©2003

Let’s take a journey back in time
To centuries long ago
When everything was beautiful
And gentle streams did flow.

Where happy children graced the halls
In mansions on a hill
Where charm and grace did set the pace
In memories, lingering still.

A time when ladies met for tea
At tables set for two
Southern belles with things to tell
In misty morning hue.

Corsets here and bustles there
Such lovely flowing dresses
A touch of eloquence was found
Beneath those lovely tresses.

All dressed up in fringe and lace
With gowns of flowing white
They held their children close to them
And tucked them in at night.

With locks of hair pulled up in buns
And topped with pretty bonnet
The legend that was left behind
Sounds nearly like a sonnet.

The century now has turned the tide
They since have gone away
And other mothers fill the earth
To brighten Mother’s Day.

Through the passing years in time
One thing will stay the same
The precious love of mother
Her name will always remain.

For all the ladies gone before
I pray for heaven’s grace
To all the mothers here today
I wish you frills and lace.

©2003 Marilyn Ferguson

My Mother's Love

You've always been a part of me
right from the very start,
creating treasured memories
tucked away deep within my heart.
You showed me what love truly means,
I've watched your caring ways,
unselfishly guiding me
through all my stormy days.
I'm thankful for the times we've shared
and look forward to the rest.
When it comes to Moms,
My Mother's Love is the best.

Written by: Sindy Vorderstrasse 2005

Dedicated to my Mother
There is no difference in the way I love you,
Even though you're gone these many years.
I think of you this Mother's Day as ever:
The home that sits behind half-open doors.
Death has no finality, for love
Is like a mountain when it comes to time:
The change is slow, so slow that in a lifetime
It does not dominate the landscape less.
And like a mountain you may see my yearning
Dappled in the distance, just as music
Alternates between despair and joy,
Yet always, always turns the heart towards beauty.
This day is no less yours than when you were
Alive within the confines of your flesh.
You are alive in me, and will be always,
Though I along with you return to dust.

by Nicholas Gordon(C)

It's Fine Today

Poet: By Douglas Malloch

Sure, this world is full of trouble-
I ain't said it ain't.
Lord, I've had enough and double
Reason for complaint;
Rain and storm have come to fret me,
Skies are often gray;
Thorns and brambles have beset me
On the road - but say,
Ain't it fine today?

What's the use of always weepin',
Making trouble last?
What's the use of always keepin'
Thinkin' of the past?
Each must have his tribulation -
Water with his wine;
Life, it ain't no celebration,
Trouble? - I've had mine -
But today is fine!

It's today that I am livin',
Not a month ago.
Havin'; losin'; takin'; givin';
As time wills it so.
Yesterday a cloud of sorrow
Fell across the way,
It may rain again tomorrow,
It may rain - but say,
Ain't it fine today?

Mother's Day - May 12, 2019