Sunday, May 13, 2007

For all Mothers

You taught me how to love you by
The way that you loved me;
And by your unseen sustenance,
To see what you could see.

You gave to me through who you were
The gift of what I am.
Your pride in me is now my pride;
Your faith, my caravan.

Your life does not conclude with death,
Nor will it end with mine,
For all the lives I touch, you touch,
And so on through all time.


RennyBA said...

What a wonderful poem - a great contributions to moms:-)

Theresa111 said...

Suzanne, My mother loved yellow flowers and she would have relished this photograph. It is luscious! Good web log about your mother. Take good care. Theresa

Dorlana said...

Great photo. I love the yellow.


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