“And it came to me, and I knew what I had to have before my soul would rest. I wanted to belong – to belong to my mother. And in return – I wanted my mother to belong to me.” Gloria Vanderbilt
My Mother by Ann Taylor
Who sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?
When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept for fear that I should die?
Who taught my infant lips to pray
And love God’s holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way?
My Mother. Cont’d below
Happy Mother’s Day! Do you remember this poem? It is a classic and one we recited in school for years. If you’ve ever wanted a poem that asks some of the heart-tugging questions we hold close to our chests, and that will stick to you like an ear-worm, this is perfect. Blessings to all mothers, daughters, grandmothers and beyond. When we help and care about others, we are all mothers… Below, I’ve added a popular African song – Sweet Mother – by Prince Nico Mbarga and a fun version by Tilda.
ღ˚ •。* ♥ ˚ ˚✰˚ ˛★* 。 ღ˛° 。* °♥ ˚ • ★ *˚ .ღ 。*˛˚ღ •˚ ˚…Sending sprinkles of Love to all: Happy Mother’s Day! ˚ ✰* ★˚. ★ *˛ ˚♥* ✰。˚ ˚ღ。* ˛˚ ♥ 。✰˚* ˚ ★ღ ˚ 。✰ •* ˚ ♥
Again, Have a Happy Mother’s Day! More below.