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Mother's Day

The kindest face I'll ever see,
The kindest voice I'll ever hear.
The one who cares the most for me
Is my own mother dear.

All through the year
I'll try to do
The things that show
My love for you.
And not be happy just to say,
"I love you, Mother," on Mother's Day.

Take an angel from the sky
And send her down this way.
Then send some little boys and girls
To keep her company.
Then fill her heart
With Mother love,
Give her a smile of cheer.
And you'll have a kind of Mother
Just like my Mother, dear.

Sherry sent in the following Mother's Day song. Thanks, Sherry!

Motherís Day Song (Are You Sleeping)

We love mothers, we love mothers
Yes, we do; yes, we do.
Mothers are for hugging
Mothers are for kissing
We love you; yes, we do.

Only One Mother

Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky,
Hundreds of shells on the shore together,
Hundreds of birds that go singing by,
Hundreds of lambs in the sunny weather.

Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.

~George Cooper~

Sarah submitted this great Mother's Day song--thanks, Sarah!

(tune of "Bing-O")

There is a woman that I know,
And Mommy is her name-O.
And Mommy is her name-O!

There is a woman that I know,
And Mommy is her name-O.
And Mommy is her name-O!

There is a woman that I know,
And Mommy is her name-O.
(Clap, Clap)-M-M-Y!
(Clap, Clap)-M-M-Y!
(Clap, Clap)-M-M-Y!
And Mommy is her name-O!

There is a woman that I know,
And Mommy is her name-O.
(Clap, Clap, Clap)-M-Y!
(Clap, Clap, Clap)-M-Y!
(Clap, Clap, Clap)-M-Y!
And Mommy is her name-O!

There is a woman that I know,
And Mommy is her name-O.
(Clap, Clap, Clap, clap)-Y!
(Clap, Clap, Clap, clap)-Y!
(Clap, Clap, Clap, clap)-Y!
And Mommy is her name-O!

There is a woman that I know,
And Mommy is her name-O.
(Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap)
(Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap)
(Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap)
And Mommy is her name-O!

Katy sends her Mother's Day poem:

You are my apple in the tree
You are as sweet as me
I love you, can't you see
luv from me xxx

Thanks, Katy!


This year on Mother s Day
We should think of offspring lost
And Mothers of all those Troops
Who paid the ultimate cost.

They ve watched Sons and Daughters
Sent off to a foreign land
To fight wars and give their all
In some conflicts so ill planned.

But no matter what the reasons
They ve always stepped up to the line
To give their lives for Freedoms
Enjoyed by all of yours and mine.

We must Honor all those Mothers
Of all those who have Served
And Sacrifices that they made
With our, Thanks! , so well deserved.

It takes a very Special Lady
To let Her Child go off to War
Or just to join the Military
With the pride and fear and more.

There's too many Gold Star Mothers
And if you might know of one
Please send Her a special wish
To praise Her Daughter or Son.

Military Moms are the Greatest
With a strength beyond compare
Who hope and pray their loved one
Comes Home safe, from over there.

So, let s keep them in our thoughts
And hope their prayers come true
All those Moms and all those Troops
Who stand Strong and Proud, and True.

Del Abe Jones


There were some different beginnings
To what we know as, Mother s Day
One woman, Anna Reeves Jarvis
Mothers Work Day Clubs , her way.

They focused on sanitary conditions
And provided medicines for the poor
They promised to care for all Soldiers
From both sides in the Civil War.

After that War that had divided
The new-found peace would take her
To healing families and friends
And she became a real peacemaker.

Then, in the Eighteen seventies
Something we could sure use now
Mothers Peace Day was started
By, Julia Ward Howe.

A famous woman of the time
Reformer, lecturer, and writer of note
The Battle Hymn Of The Republic
Is something that she wrote.

A woman suffrage association
Voted her their first President
And hers, the first suggestion
To have a Mother s Day event.

Then there was Frank Hering
In the year Nineteen ought-four
Of the Fraternal Order Of Eagles
Who claimed to open the door.

In Nineteen fourteen Woodrow Wilson
Recommending a Federal Mother's Day
Signed a joint resolution
That we now observe each year in May.

No matter who takes the credit
It was a long time overdue
To honor all those Ladies
Who gave life to me and you.

So, those who still have theirs
Should remember those times passed
And thank Her now for all those things
She s done for you in the past.

For those whose Mom is gone
It s a time to reflect and say,
Mom, I love and miss you,
On this, and every other day.

Our Mothers shape our being
And have an endless wealth to give
And She will be a part of us
For as long as we may live.

Del Abe Jones


She was there at the beginning
When the world was new to you -
She was there to turn to happy times
Those when, you were hurt or blue.

She was there to listen to your thoughts
And when you asked, to give advice -
She was there to tell you, "Those don't match!"
Or, "Hon, you sure look nice."

She was there with you at nighttime
To help you say your prayers _
She was there to tell you, "It's alright."
When you had a dream that scares.

She was there at morning time
To get you up and out of bed -
She was there when you didn't feel good (or did)
To say, "You'd best stay home, instead."

She was there when you were hungry
And when you had those dirty clothes -
She was there when you needed her
(How she knew? Only heaven knows.)

She was there at the beginning
And she'll be there your whole life through -
She'll be there in your mind and heart
Just like a mother is supposed to do.

Del Abe Jones


Sometimes I catch myself
Thinking, "When I phone,
I can talk of this or that!"
Then remember, I'm alone.

She was always there
To answer my calls -
To listen to my "small talk"
Or when I climbed the walls.

At times, I didn't feel like talking
And somehow, she understood -
Didn't say she wished I'd call
Or make me feel like I should.

Now, I wish I would have
More times, to show I cared -
To say, just how important
Were, all those times we shared.

I could have shown my love
So much more than I did -
I never, did it enough
Even when I was a kid.

Now it's too late to do or say
All those things I wish I had -
No way to ease the pain inside
When my heart is sad.

She was my "anchor" to this life -
The "rock", that I clung to -
The place, where I could turn
When, nowhere else would do.

Now, the ravages of time
Have worn my "rock" away -
And all I have to cling to
Are memories of yesterday.

Del Abe Jones


Sometimes Mom in passing
Would pat you on the back
And sometimes in passing
She'd show you the right track.

Sometimes Mom in passing
Would say, "You sure look nice!"
And sometimes in passing
She could, make you, think twice.

Sometimes Mom in passing
Would lightly touch your hair
And sometimes in passing
She'd show you what was fair.

Sometimes Mom in passing
Would ask, "What do you mean?"
And sometimes in passing
She would get in between.

Sometimes Mom in passing
Would give you, "that look"
And sometimes in passing
Would give you what it took.

But this time, Mom is passing
From this world to the best
And this time in passing
She'll pass the final test.

And when Mom has passed
And the pain is so unkind
Just look and you'll find her
There in your heart and mind.

Del Abe Jones


I have this Lady friend
Whose Mother passed away
Moving to a better place
And, a peaceful day.

I know about the pain
That, she is going through
Because the loss of "Mom"
Is the saddest, that is true.

Sometimes, it is a blessing
When their "life" is in decline
Not, what it used to be
When, "everything" worked fine.

But still, it hurts so much
When Mother goes away
When you know you won't see Her
For, forever and a day.

But the memories will be there
And will help, to get you through
When, you're thinking of Mom
And, feeling kind of blue.

Del Abe Jones

My mother goes
On with her life
Til she goes to heaven
Her sense of humor is
Enriched with loves(hugs) and kisses but
Right now she's just a mom that somebody loves.


Mommy you are sweet
Mommy you are nice
Don't ever leave me
Cause you make the best rice!!!!


Mother's Day Poem

Mothers, mothers everywhere,
hear our poem that we share.
From the pacific coast all to Maine,
Hear our love; from (your name!)


Mother's Day

Mum your the best,
And I owe you the rest,
I make some mess,
And you make it less,

Mum I love you,

And so do you,

So I'll make you happy,
And you'll feel merry.


"Happy Mother's Day" means more
Than have a happy day.
Within those words lie lots of things
We never get to say.

It means I love you first of all,
Then thanks for all you do.
It means you mean a lot to me,
And that I honor you.

But most of all, I guess it means
That I am thinking of
Your happiness on this, your day,
With pleasure and with love.



A Mother does not come with instructions attached titled, ďHow a mother should beĒ
There are no numbered, lettered parts to put together in sequence.
She does not come with all the right knowledge or all the right tools.
There will always be parts left over and more to learn.
She gathers them all along the journey,
And assembles her love that began even before you were born.
If you are lucky, you will have many mothers.
They will come to you in many forms along your way.
You will learn much of who you can be from this journey.
With her, you will learn, when she is there and when she is not.
Maybe more so when she is not.
She may be happy, she may be sad.
She may be a lunatic or a genius.
She will be all these things at one time or another
or all at the same time, On the same day, in one hour or one minute.
She will be different from you and she will be like you.
She will have a part of you and you will have a part of her, from birth.
Alive or dead, Away or near, in love or in hate,
She will always be there, there will always be more....
When she is gone from this physical, living world,
Her spirit will dance, tantalizing, lovingly, in your bones, forever.
You get to choose to let it torment you or set you free.
Her bite will be loving; even harsh words a caress.
She is there to watch over you, to hold you when you need comfort
To warn you when danger is near.
She will feed you and provide for you as best as she is able,
Soothe your hurts, pick you up and dry your tears.
If you will let her, she will do this all your life.
With courage, love and sometimes fear.
What she fears, she may never show you.
What she loves, you have to seek.
When you find and accept both,
Your hearts may rest together in love and peace.

copyright Cynthia Hector Johnson 2001


A Motherís love, is sure to find
A way to comfort, ease your mind

She knows just how, to build you up
When youíre so down, and canít look up

You love the way, she makes you feel
Like youíre so special, her ideal

Her thought must start, with God above
To bring such caring, with such love

And as it flows, like gentle rain
It surely helps, when troubles pain

The love from mine, is oh so clear
I only wish, she was still here

Her warming glow, is missed each day
Even though, I seldom say

But she did leave, her gift behind
To help me through, when I may pine

And thatís the feel, known deep inside
Her faith and love, I still confide

©2000 Roger J. Robicheau


Just a few days ago
A friend lost her Mother
And as we all know
There will never be another.

She's one of the few things in life
That can never be replaced
She's led us down those life's paths
That can never be retraced.

Too many take their Moms for granted
And think they'll always be around
They don't know how She'll be missed
When, one day She's Heaven-bound.

Why we celebrate this special day
Only this one time a year
When everyday our Mom is special
And we should tell Her, make that clear.

So, if you are a lucky one
Whose Mom is still with you
Tell her everyday you love her
For, that's the least that you can do.

Del Abe Jones

I love you,
Yes I do,
I hug you,
Lets get to,
the playing in the things
that Mommys and daughters do!!


Happy times through it all,
you see a person that was there for all.
She makes you happy, every single day,
and showers you with love plus showing you the way.

Who is this person that I have?
Am I that fortunate girl in this planet?
Even though there were times that were bad,
We dry our tears and hug her back.
And there are also times that were good,
We usually forget to turn to her and smile for good.

Who is this special person that I have?
Of course itís my mother, and Iím fortunate for that. (:



Started with a group of twenty-five
In the year of twenty-eight
By those whod lost a Son or Daughter
From the wartime's cruel fate.

When the Blue Star on the Service Flag
Was replaced with one of Gold
Everybody knew a Mother grieved
With a loss from that household.

Out of tragedy, we were formed
And, Out of love we continue.
This legacy of Gold Star Mothers
With the heartache, that they knew.

Its so sad, they still exist
And most likely always will
As long as, we go to war
There's a need they must fulfill.

Del "Abe" Jones

The Meaning of Mother

H-here is the mom
E-erases bad things
R-really good


The Meaning of Mother

M - Mother
O - Outstanding Obligation
T - To her offspring
H - Hereís to Mums
E - Everywhere
R - Respect from your child you have gained!

~Asma A~

A Mother of All

You are my Harriet Tubman
The route to freedom you valiantly paved
You are my Rosa Parks Peacefully you affected change
You are my Princess Diana Because you embodied compassion
You are my Mother Theresa Selflessly you served
You are my Margaret Thatcher Excellent leadership you flaunted
You are my Oprah Winfrey For others you heartily light the way
You are my Sister Rosemary Nyirumbe The physically and emotionally scarred, you rejuvenate
You are my Michelle Obama Your family values are impeccable
You are my Susan Boyle Persistency runs through your voice
You are my Maya Angelou Who defines you phenomenally!!
With sincere humility
You exemplify these motherly qualities
Making it your noble obligation
To guarantee their authentic continuation
As you relentlessly persevere Mom, joyfully I say, I love you unconditionally
~Hector J~

No matter what I do,
No matter what I say,
No matter how I feel, I know I will love you Mom always.
I know you wasn't in my life for some years.
But it happen that we finally got together.
I missed you hugging me and being next to me when I am asleep
That always made me smile.

It all happen when she left to go to new york,
To make a better life for me.
Two years went by and she didn't return.
Then after six years when I got home and open the door
All i see in front of me this woman with long hair as a tree.
Then when I got in the house I see
It was my mother and ran and hug her.
She smells sweet as cherries.

~Afesha N~


What can compare to a mother's joy,
When she first beholds her newborn child?
As she looks into those soulful eyes,
Those waiting months were all worthwhile.

What can equate to a mother's delight
As those first unsteady steps are seen?
And what were those first few garbled words?
What did the baby say? What did the baby mean?

And what can match a mother's pride
As she sees her child so quickly grow?
But how can she face that fearful day
When her "baby" off to school must go?

There is nothing quite like a mother's touch, When her child is not feeling well.
That soft, cool hand on a fevered brow
Does more good than words can ever tell.

What words can express a mother's wish
As her children take life's precarious trail:
That they will have love and health and happiness, And that their hopes and dreams will have full sail.

But no words can describe the loss of a child.
The grief and heartache only a mother can feel.
There is no future, only tears and pain, But maybe time and faith will let the spirit heal.

Are you a lucky one? Did Mama care for you, Through the good times and the bad?
There are many sons and daughters grown, Who never knew their Mom... and that is sad.

So... must you really wait for Mother's Day To say those words kept so long inside?
Say them quickly, now... for it's soon too late.
Nothing waits for man, neither time nor tide.

~Frank J. Montoya~
Poet Laureate, City of Fountain, CO


M is for the Moments she spent in anguish...
Each time you had a fever or a chill.

O is for the Oceans of tears she sadly shed...
When your country called and you went off to war.

T is for the Time and Trouble...
She would take to make your favorite meals.

H is for the Hours she spent in dreadful worry...
Each time you stayed out late and didnít call.

E is for the Emptyness she felt so deep inside...
When you said: ďI doĒ, and left to start a life anew.

R is for the Righteous pride she has always had...
Knowing that she raised you the best way that she could.

Put them all together...they spell MOTHER.

Today, put your feelings into words and deeds; Remember, she too, has her wants and needs.
Take that hand that guided you as a girl or boy, And say those magic words that will bring her joy:
ďI Love You , MomĒ

This is Her Day, make it a Day to Remember.

~Frank J. Montoya~
Poet Laureate, City of Fountain, CO

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