I am grateful for a mother’s love…
for it has been perceived…
a mother’s love begins not when we’re born…
but the moment we’re conceived…
And it grows more brilliant with every sunset
more vibrant with every dawn…
so powerful is a mother love…
we can feel it…
even when they’re gone.
May we be blessed to have been given a Mom
whose gifts are her kindness, her caring
her love, her support and her compassion…just to name a few…
Gifts passed down to us so if we ever have a daughter
Who decides to be a mother…
She will share those same Mom Gifts…
with all her children too.
“Mommy!” a daughter asked her mother…
as she sat atop her knee…
“Do you know when it was…you fell in love with me?”
“I’’m going to let you in on a little secret.” Her mom smiled
“And I swear that this is true…for as long as I can remember…
I’ve been in love with you.”
“The idea of you was always in the back of my mind…
The thought of you…alive…
and I spent a good deal of my life…waiting for you to arrive.”
“You were the wisp of a dream when I was young…
A wish, a hope…I knew one day would come true…
And I was so excited and happy…
when I found out that dream…was you.”
“So for an answer to your question…here’s the best that I can do…
As long as I can remember…there was a place in my heart…
I had reserved for you.”
“A safe, warm and comforting place
where my love for you has thrived…
And there it waited patiently for the day you would arrive”
“And though the moment I first held you in my arms
while crying joyful tears…
was the moment I first whispered ‘I love you’ in you ears.”
“With all those years of love stored up
waiting for the day our lives would intertwine…
the truth is I did not fall into your love…
you fell into mine.
I am grateful for every moment of my life I can recall
spent with friends and family members…
and just as grateful I’ve been created
with the ability to remember.
May we all be blessed to learn
whenever we help another person rise
While asking for nothing in return….
when their worries and fears we’ve helped to quell
not only do we help them rise
we help humanity rise as well.
The father was a fisherman…the weekend could never come too soon.
He loved to drive up to the lake and fish under the moon.
The son was not interested in catching fish…
still…his weekend could never come too soon
when he accompanied his father up to the lake
he couldn’t wait to catch the moon.
The father often wished a fisherman his son would one day make
but the son seemed much more interested in catching the moon reflected in the lake.
One day instead of handing his son a fishing pole on a quiet moment afloat…
the father filled a bucket with water and set it in the boat.
“Keep your eyes on the water in the bucket.” The father said.
“I’ll row around and soon…
let me know the exact moment when you have caught the moon.”
The son was so excited having captured the moon…as it shimmered in his palm…
He smiled as he asked…”Dad, can we take it home to Mom?”
“The moon is not meant to be captured for long.” His father was quick to say.
“But do not fret, when we get home…I’ll show you another way.”
When they returned home from the lake…they shared with Mom the good news
And then…
the father refilled the bucket and said, “Let’s all go catch the moon again.”
The father knew a lot of tricks…he’d been teaching his son since he was small
but that night he taught his son, perhaps, the greatest trick of all.
He showed his son a father’s love is something that can never come too soon…
the night they filled their bucket with water…and went fishing for the moon.”
I am grateful for the words of Lao Tzu
when it comes everything in my life
All my personal belongings…all my stuff:
Anyone who knows that enough is enough
will always have enough.
