Wednesday, April 1, 2009

My Mom And Angel

My teenage years have been rough,
There are times when I just want to give up,
My nerves get so shot,
And I feel like I'm going to erupt,
But then you walk in the door,
While I'm listening to a sad song,
And of course you turn it off,
And ask me what's wrong,
I explain it you,
And you say it'll be ok,
You give comforting advice,
You make the day a better day,
I want you to know how glad I am,
That you are my dad's wife,
I don't know what I did to be so blessed,
To have an angel like you in my life,
Here lately things have been hectic,
And I'm sorry that we fight,
Were not going to anymore,
Cause tonight's a brand new night,
Thank you for putting up with me,
For being so calm,
I want you to know I don't consider you my step mother,
You're my mom,
There are not enough words to express,
How much you I thank you for everything you do,
Hopefully this will be enough,
I love you,
I'm going to end this now,
Because I'm going to write you a letter,
But I'll talk to you soon,
And I hope you get to feeling better!

Always Watching

I was watching you sleep the other day

And prayed that it would last

The peace that rested on your face

I'd never seen in the past

I was watching you speak a while ago

And hoped that you'd go on

The way your words, they had no end

Your Spirit seemed so strong

I was watching you fight the other day

And prayed my tears would dry

All this I knew was done for me

And couldn't figure out why

I was watching you smile a couple of days ago

And stared in total awe

Was it me who made you shine?

Was that triumph that I saw?

And all this time you've waited

And all this time you've helped

And all the things you sacrificed

For me to grow up well

And all the tears you've dried

And all the pain you soothed

And all the truths you have to hide

Without one simple Thank You

But I was watching you today

And I realized that I can't wait

To tell you how much I appreciate

And love you in every way

Thanks Mom

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Nobody's Like You, Mom

Nobody's quite like you, Mom.
You're special in every way.
You cheer me up, you fill my cup
With tenderness, come what may.
Nobody loves me like you, Mom.
No matter what I do,
Good or bad, happy or sad,
You support me; You always come through.
Nobody's equal to you, Mom.
With you in my life, I'm blessed.
I love you so, and I want you to know
I think you're the very best!

A Thousand Thanks

Mother's Day brings to mind
The thousands of things you did for me
that helped make me happier,
stronger and wiser,
because I had you as a role model.

I'm grateful for all the times
you healed my hurts
and calmed my fears,
so that I could face the world
feeling safe and secure.

I'm thankful for all you showed me
about how to love and give--
lessons that now bring
so many blessings to me
each and every day.

Your sacrifices and unselfishness
did not go unnoticed, Mom.
I admire you, I respect you,
I love you.And I'm so glad you're my mother!

Happy Mother's Day!

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

I Learned From You

learned about love from you,
Watching your caring ways.
I learned about joy from you
In fun-filled yesterdays.

From you I learned forgiving
Of faults both big and small.
I learned what I know about living
From you, as you gave life your all.

The example you set is still with me
I'd never want any other.
I'm thankful for all that you taught me
,And I'm blessed to call you "Mother."

You Let Me Know You Love Me

You let me know you love me
In so many different ways.
You make me feel important
With encouragement and praise.

You're always there when I need you
To comfort and to care.
I know I'm in your thoughts;
Your love follows me everywhere.

Thank you for all you've done
And given so generously.
I love you, my wonderful mother;
You're a heaven-sent blessing to me.

By Joanna Fuchs

My Miracle Mother

Mom, I look at you
and see a walking miracle.
Your unfailing love without limit,
your ability to soothe my every hurt,
the way you are on duty, unselfishly,
every hour, every day,
makes me so grateful
that I am yours, and you are mine.
With open arms and open heart,
with enduring patience and inner strength,
you gave so much for me,
sometimes at your expense.
You are my teacher,
my comforter, my encourager,
appreciating all, forgiving all.
Sometimes I took you for granted, Mom,
but I don’t now, and I never will again.
I know that everything I am today
relates to you and your loving care.
I gaze in wonder
as I watch you being you—
my miracle, my mother.