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Author Name: Premiumsheedreams 3 Comments
Date Added: February 21, 2009 01:02:20 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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How Much I Love Her
When we were kids we loved to look
Into Mom's treasured photo book.
A beautiful young lady in a swimsuit we'd see
And were very surprised who she turned out to be.
We thought for sure she was a movie star,
But better yet...she was our Mother from years afar.
She was more beautiful than Elizabeth Taylor,
This pretty young girl...who married a sailor.
They moved from California to a farm in Nebraska,
I'm not sure she liked it, but go ahead and ask her.
When it came to Love and Romance she rarely spoke,
But ask about her cherished memories...they're not hard to evoke.
She taught me to cook, to clean, and to sew,
While she taught me to be positive and my cheerful side to show.
She patiently answered all my questions i was curious to know,
And she taught me about a family garden i was destined to grow.
Now that she is getting older and wisdom surrounds her,
All four of her children say...she is our greatest treasure!!
So as i write these words, they're not really meant to flatter,
But simply to express how much i do tenderly love her.
Author's Notes:

Is it possible to express in a few simple words how much you love and admire your mother?

I tried. i love you, mom!

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Comment By: FreeJohn Stevens on December 12, 2010 01:02:13 AM Report
This is beautiful.  It has been almost 20 years and I still miss talking to my mother.

I may post some about her here.

Comment By: PremiumPamela A. Lamppa on August 17, 2010 07:41:01 AM Report
Our Mothers are the base of our roots.  It sounds like your Mom had the right idea and placed so much care in the raising of her children and nurturing of their lives.  I have a feeling she is well aware of how much care and respect and complete love you have for her.   I enjoyed this very much. ~Pamela
Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on January 31, 2010 04:34:17 PM Report
This is a very appreciative piece Linda. We grow into that appreciation...I'm happy I did it at a younger age than most because I lost my mom too soon...but I loved and admired her like nobody else on earth. I could sing her praises until the cows came home...yet it wouldn't be enought. These are stirring words for your mom...and a fine daughter you are too. Mothers hearts are least my mother's was and it appears as if your mother's was too. I'm soooooooooo far away from the technical critique of this poem...because you've touched me with your words of love. Thank you for sharing this one Linda Jo...I express words to her yet, even though she has been gone for seventeen years. I love my mom!




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