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My Mom Kept A Garden My Mom kept a garden, a garden of the heart, She planted all the good elements which gave my life it's begin. She turned me personally to be able to the sunlight and even encouraged me with dream, Fostering not to mention nurturing the seeds of self-esteem... As well as whenever the particular winds and rain came, she protected me personally enough- Nevertheless certainly not too much given that she knew I'd should stand up strong and also tough. Her constant advantageous illustration usually taught me personally appropriate from wrong- Markers for my pathway which will certainly last a life lengthy. I am my Mother's garden. I am her legacy- Not to mention I hope now she feels the particular love reflected back from me poems on mother

Somebody's Mom The particular girl had been older and even ragged and even gray Not to mention bent with all the cool of the winter's day. The street was wet with the recent snow, Plus the woman's feet were aged as well as slow. She stood at the particular crossing and also waited long Alone, uncared for, amid the particular throng Of human beings whom passed her by, Nor heeded the particular glance of her anxious eye. Down the street with laughter not to mention shout. Grateful inside the flexibility of "school allow out," Came the guys such as a flock of sheep, Hailing the particular snow piled white and even deep. Past the actual girl so aged and gray Hastened the actual youngsters on their technique, Nor granted a helping hand to be able to her, And so meek, so shy, worried to be able to stir, Lest the actual carriage wheels and / or the actual horses' feet Could crowd her down within the slippery street. At previous came among the merry troop, The gayest laddie of all group; He paused beside her and also whispered low, "I'll assist we across in the event you want to go." Her aged hand about his strong young arm She placed, and also so, without having hurt and / or harm, He guided her trembling feet along, Proud which his own happened to be firm plus strong. Then back to be able to his close friends he went, His young heart happy and well content. "She's somebody's mom, boys, we fully understand, For all she's aged as well as bad and even slow; "And also I hope a couple fellow is going to lend a hand To aid my mom, you understand, Once ever she's poor and older and gray, When her own dear boy can be far away." And "somebody's mother" bowed low her head Inside her house which evening, and the prayer she mentioned Was, "God be kind with the actual noble boy Whom can be somebody's son as well as pride not to mention joy." mothers day poems