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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required For My Mother's 90th From whence we came To where we go None may truly fathom, guess or know But our mothers pull us From shapeless dark To seek our way, To make our mark To steer a course Well shown by practiced hand, Between unbounded, nameless lands They call us out onto the stage Into the spotlight of our Age To gather days, to harvest nights To learn from sorrows and delights All Mothers' gifts, Now ours through sacrifice Of time and care, Their bright support From here to there, The Mothering never flags Come whatever may Through dark of night, light of day They guide us ever on our way. So it goes, from start to end. From there to here Through decades built Of wondrous years If lucky, we revolve through one another's lives Until, astonished, We find we've both lived out the better part of our century. And what a time its been, not so? Carnivals of friends! Niagaras of memories! Mountain ranges of moments mundane and sublime, Thunder and Silence Gain and loss All the colors, lights, shadows Dreams and hopes that paint a life Into the masterpiece we try to make it; These all have been ours, With you out in front to guide the way, Just by doing the dance so well, Without least affectation. Immersed in the avalanche of days you brought us to, The parade of lessons learned goes on; For this has fashioned us Into what we are, Here and now, on until we leave the stage ourselves.
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