Good morning,
Mom! How are you?
Did you sleep
well last night?
I wish I could've
tucked you in,
all snuggle-y and
tight.
Were you woken with a kiss;
hot jasmine tea
close-by?
I wish that I
could do these things!
Too bad I cannot
fly.
What d'ya have
for breakfast?
Shredded Wheat
with milk?
Or was it
something fancier
wrapped up with
gold and silk?
Was this morning
sunny?
Were your
devotions grand?
Which church did
you go to?
Did pastor shake
your hand?
For lunch I know
'twas potluck.
Was your birthday
known?
I hope you took
my sage advice
and left your
cake at home.
I know that might
sound selfish,
but today's a day
for you!
You're always
serving others,
it's time that
you're served too.
Just think of all
you've done for me,
even just this
week!
You fill out
forms and counsel me,
I often steal
your sleep.
You mean so much
to everyone:
a mother, friend,
and wife.
You've cared and
loved and prayed for me;
you've given me
your life!
Happy Birthday,
Mommy!
You are so dear
to me.
I love you from
the tips of my toes
to my cowlick
where you kiss me.
May your day be
bright and cheery,
and filled with
love and care.
May joy and peace
be by your side-
soon also I'll be
there!
And when I am
beside you,
I'll give you a
long, long hug.
I'll wipe your
tears and you'll wipe mine.
We'll sit all
cozy and snug.
We'll drink our
tea together,
and read our
Bibles too.
We'll go for
walks in the sunshine;
have talks for
just us two.
Our spoons will
clink in unison,
bananas we will
share,
but you can keep
your Shredded Wheat.
I'm GF - I don't
care! ;)
I'll help you in
your garden.
I'll go to church
with you.
I'll harmonize
while viola you play,
and help you
practice too.
Do all these
things sound lovely?
I hope they come
true soon!
Let me know if
there's anything else.
If I could, I’d
give you the moon!
Although that
gift might be too hard,
I'll not come
home empty-handed,
I'll bring you
treats from lands afar-
just wait 'til my
plane has landed!
Are you curious?
Want to peek?
Look below and
then you'll see
a little
something made just for you
with lots of love
from me.
Happy Birthday, Mom!
p.s. The basket and cloth are for you too. ;)
I LOVE YOU!
I LOVE YOU!
Btw...for all those who don't know what the crocheted square is, it's a dish rag. We generally use crocheted dishcloths at home...it's a family thing...
ReplyDeleteI bet she was sniffing while she was reading it.
ReplyDeleteBryan is right, I did have tears, but happy ones :) I will treasure this poem forever. Thank-you so much Katie. I really like the cloth you made too. Glad you now have that skill, since some of mine are wearing out! Love you XOXO
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful tribute!
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