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Mother

My mother sweeping up the floor,
Or greeting neighbors at the door.
Stopping for a cup of tea,
With cookies and some milk for me.

She’d make the beds, do other chores
Before hanging the clothes outdoors.
My mother led a busy life
And still she was a happy wife.

The meals that from my mother came,
Would put all restaurants to shame.
She was the world to Dad and me.
She’s with me still in memory.

I see her shining chestnut hair
And tortoise comb to hold it there.
She kept it all in ordered check
Except for curls on back of neck.

She gazed at me with mother’s pride
Until the very day she died.
I know there’ll never be another
Who could love me as did Mother.

Mother’s always in my prayer.
I ask that she be happy there,
With floors to sweep or beds to make
Someone to love for love’s own sake.

By Joyce Johnson 5/4/02  Wpm # 2


For D P's Early Mother's Day Contest

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  1. Date: 4/5/2012 8:39:00 PM

    A lovely tribute to your mother, Joyce. Congrats on your win! Love, Kim

  1. Date: 4/5/2012 6:19:00 AM

    A belated congratulations to you for your win in P.D's "Mothers day" contest Joyce. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 4/4/2012 1:05:00 PM

    Very sentimental and lovely Joyce congrats on your win love vie

  1. Date: 4/3/2012 11:06:00 PM

    Congrats on your win, Joyce. A beautiful and touching poem. Blessing, Rhonda

  1. Date: 4/3/2012 9:25:00 PM

    Joyce, Congratulations with your beautiful and heart touching mother'' poem. thank you for supporting my contest*. Have yourself a good night. It was an honor having your poem in my contest, luv~PD

  1. Date: 4/3/2012 8:44:00 PM

    absolutely lovely, congrats on your well deserved win Joyce

  1. Date: 4/3/2012 8:41:00 PM

    congrats Joycde on a superb second place win for this lovely sensitive write luv.. Mothers are so special.. I surely miss mine..

  1. Date: 4/3/2012 7:02:00 PM

    Congrats on your win, Joyce. Beautiful write. Enjoyed. Nice going. luv and hugs, Ralph

  1. Date: 4/2/2012 6:33:00 AM

    What a way to start a new week seeing all the comments made over the weekend to my poetry. Thank you ever so much for your kind words on my poetry Joyce. It was a pleasure to read your poetry this morning. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 3/30/2012 3:49:00 PM

    Sadly, what you say about no one ever loving you the way yor mother did is true, Joyce. (You know I still miss my mom and she died in '84.) I can feel the love eminating from this poem. Youe mom sounds like a special lady and I'm sending winning wishes for the contest. Love you, Carolyn

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 10:35:00 PM

    Oh, there is a mothers day contest?? I better go see. Your mom sounds a bit like mine, the way you describe her hair and the housekeeping skills!! LOVELY.

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 7:05:00 PM

    Joyce this poem paints a beautiful portrait of your mother. Love, Gail Best wishes in PD"s contest.

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 1:21:00 PM

    Lovely tribute to your mother, Joyce. Many congrats on your wins : )

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 12:04:00 PM

    I enjoyed reading your amazing poetry this afternoon Joyce. I am reading today and hoping to find some inspiration to write. I had a run a week or so ago and now it wimped out on me. Thank you for posting your poetry and sharing it with others. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 10:47:00 AM

    Yes Joyce, the mother did everything in the home in those days, very well written. - Luck to you in contest!!! Have a lovely week. - oxox love from Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 10:02:00 AM

    What a beautiful poem and a great tribute to your Mother. We should all have those kind of memories for our Moms, but some of us are not that lucky. I will write a poem later than you can get to know me more. Thanks, Lucilla