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| WONDERFUL MOTHER God made a wonderful mother, A mother who never grows old; He made her smile of the sunshine, And He moulded her heart of pure gold; In her eyes He placed bright shining stars, In her cheeks fair roses you see; God made a wonderful mother, And He gave that dear mother to me. --Pat O'Reilly |
| MOTHER "M" is for the million things she gave me, "O" means only that she's growing old, "T" is for the tears she shed to save me, "H" is for her heart of purest gold; "E" is for her eyes, with love-light shining, "R" means right, and right she'll always be, Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER," A word that means the world to me. --Howard Johnson (c. 1915) |
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| Song..Mother Of Mine SungBy. Jimmy Osmand |
| Mom.... Thank You for being there for me and being my bestfriend and the best mother anyone could want Most of all Thank You for being You Love And Miss You MaMa |
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| When God Created Mothers ~***~ When the Good Lord was creating mothers He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one." And the Lord said, " Have you read the spec on this order?" She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 movable parts...all replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappear when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a... disappointed love affair. And six pairs of hands. The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hand.... No way!" "It's not the hands that are causing me problems" said the Lord. "It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have." "That's on the standard model ?"asked the angel. The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can without so much as uttering a word." "Lord", said the angel touching His sleeve gently, "Come to bed. Tomorrow...." "I can't," said the Lord, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick....... Can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger...... And can get a nine-year-old to stand under a shower." The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It's too soft," she sighed. "But touch!" said the Lord excitedly. " You cannot imagine what this mother can do endure." "Can it think?" "Not only think, but it can reason and compromise, " said the Creator. Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. "There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told You You were trying to put too muchi n to this model." "It's not a leak," said the Lord, " It's a tear." "What's it for?" " It's for you, sadness disappointment, pain loneliness and pride." "You are a genius,"said the angel. The Lord looked somber. " I didn't put it there." by Erma Bombeck |
