Mother's Day 2011

We have had Mother's Day for 2011 and it was special to have all our family together...something that doesn't happen often so makes it so much sweeter when it does.  I didn't get all the pictures taken I wanted to but guess that is how it goes sometimes, too.  A friend shared this poem and I want to share it here...I feel it is special...

Poet:  Ann Taylor, sister of Jane Taylor, the author of Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.

Who fed me from her gentle breast,

And hush'd me in her arms to rest,

And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?

My Mother.

When sleep forsook my open eye,

Who was it sung sweet hushaby

And rock'd me that I should not cry?

My Mother.

Who sat and watched my infant head

When sleeping in my cradle bed

And tears of sweet affection shed?

My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry,

Who gazed upon my heavy eye,

And wept for fear that I would die?

My Mother.

Who dress'd my dolls in clothes so gay,

And taught me pretty how to play,

And minded all I had to say?

My Mother.

Who taught my infant lips to pray,

And loved God's holy book and day,

And walk in Wisdom's pleasant way?

My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be

Affectionate and kind to thee,

Who was so very kind to me?

My Mother.

Ah no! The thought I cannot bear;

And if God please my life to spare,

I hope I shall reward thy care,

My Mother.

Who ran to help me when I fell,

And would some pretty story tell,

Or kiss the place to make it well?

My Mother.

When thou art feeble, old and gray

My healthy arm shall be thy stay,

And I will soothe thy pains away.

My Mother.

And when I see thee hang thy head

'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed,

And tears of sweet affection shed,

My Mother.

For God, who lives above the skies,

Look down with pleased or loving eyes,

If ever I could dare despise,

My Mother.

...and here are some Mothers (and Dads) that have been special through the years....

...and there are many more and so glad for many positive influences that have crossed my way....