I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
He said, "Please excuse me too;
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
But at home a different story is told,
Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
When I turned, I nearly knocked her down.
She walked away, her little heart was broken.
While I lay awake in bed,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
Look on the kitchen floor,
Those are the flowers she brought for you.
She stood quietly not to spoil the surprise,
By this time, I felt very small,
I quietly went and knelt by her bed;
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I said, "Daughter, I'm sorry for the way I acted today;
She said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I said, "Daughter, I love you too,
Are you aware that:
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working
for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we
left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to
think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family -- an
unwise investment indeed.
So what is behind the story?
You know what is the full word of family?
FAMILY= (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER, (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU!
"Oh, excuse me Please" was my reply.
Wasn't even watching for you."
We went on our way and we said good-bye.
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
My daughter stood beside me very still.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
God's still small voice came to me and said,
But the children you love, you seem to abuse.
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
She picked them herself: pink, yellow and blue.
and you never saw the tears in her eyes."
and now my tears began to fall.
"Wake up, little girl, wake up," I said.
She smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
I love you anyway."
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."