Category: Mothers

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To My Mom

Sometime ago I said I

Loved you sixty ways

And counted them

To you.

But now I know I cannot

Count my love by

Any days.

My very breath is mine

Because you dared

To give your life that I might

Live.

Each day you gave to

Me that I might give

To mine

In my appointed time.

I cannot give to you

What you gave me

But to my own I pass

The torch

Then anxious, wait to

See

If they will pass to theirs

What you gave me

S. Dillworth Young

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First Grade Wise-Guy

From my boy…long ago…age 6

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“A bird in the hand is soft.”

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“Let a umbrella be your umbrella.”

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“A rolling stone gathers no love.”

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“All that glitters is not rock.”

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“Silence is sleeping.”

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“When the cat’s away it is funr.”

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“Every cloud has a rain drop in it.”

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“Don’t cry over a crayon.”

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“If you can’t stand the heat get a popsicle.”

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“People who live in glass houses get light.”

It’s as simple as that.