A mother’s hands are a child’s first home,
Where life’s gentle journey begins.
Through tears and tiny steps, her love guides the way,
Her voice calming every fear.
A light in the heart that never fades.
727.
Veneration to Mary:
Blessed Among Mothers
Oh Mary, handmaid of Jehovah
She has our veneration of hyperdulia
Below God, but above all mothers
She is Blessed Among Mothers
Oh Mary, blessed are you by Jehovah
Our honor & adoration to you, Mater Maria
Praise God for having blessed you among the many
We venerate next to Him the Mother Mary.
Amen.
-10/27/2019
(Dumarao)
*Veneration to Mary as Blessed
As thoroughly compelling
At play, with each
Whilst so conspicuously lit
Face, heart-gladdened
No less blessed, whose shamefaced,
Trembly fear-sobbed
Fervent prayed outcome: Heaven!
With God as friend.
A mother's love is soft and strong,
A steady place where hearts belong.
Through every smile, through every tear,
She whispers hope and calms each fear.
Her hands may tire, her feet may ache,
Yet every step is for our sake.
She gives her all without a claim,
Never seeking praise or fame.
She is the light before the dawn,
The quiet strength we lean upon.
A gentle voice, a warm embrace,
A safe and everlasting place.
She celebrates our smallest win,
And lifts us up when hope grows thin.
She sees the good we cannot see,
And loves us for who we're meant to be.
Time may leave its silver trace,
And years may soften every face,
But nothing fades, and nothing proves
More powerful than a mother's love.
It is a gift beyond all measure,
A timeless bond, life's greatest treasure.
For in her heart, both fierce and true,
A mother's love forever carries you.
I see your struggle
The dark nights
The voices that haunt you
The scars you bare
I want to be enough
To stop the pain
To keep you safe
To save you from you
I wish i was enough
To take the pain
To promise you a future
To see you find happiness
I love you so much my dear girl...
...just wish it was enough to end the mental pain.
The miracle of birth alone
For unto you can only be known
Now your arduous journey has begun
Like a flower blossoming under the sun
The pain and emotions you go through and endure
A love unsullied and so pure
And the source of strength you somehow derived
Till your new born arrived
For unto one’s life is born another
There is no love greater than that of a mother
It's hard to smile. It hurts to laugh.
I'm dead inside, yet burning on fire.
I'm all alone, you left me here…
Alone in my thoughts, alone in my fears.
Look at me, mom, and this daughter of mine.
I wish you could know her, there just wasn't time.
She takes after me with her fits and her pouts.
She is beautiful, mom… inside and out.
So here we are, my daughter and I, both hurting, yet healing and helping each other get by.
A person one loves
Mom of one and all that strives
O'er and under the bed who searches for you
The one that lits the candle
and sleeps with you
Honor thy Mother for life
Even without lost pictures
or unknown origin of life that bow
Remember who you are
From her, you survived and lived
what you are and how
On and off the roads you hop and grow
Reels of trials and challenges you blow
Life lived with or without a mother
In your heart you needed a sister or a brother
Forever a memory you keep and live by
Every night and day you ask, "Why?"
“Pain”
I’ve had enough.
I’ve seen enough.
My bucket is full.
Little lost boys.
Little girls raped.
The guns never stop.
Mothers grieve.
Fathers bury.
Neighbors’ morn.
We write of it.
We sing of it.
We pray it ends.
Nations at war.
Lives destroyed.
Destruction surrounds.
Are we insane?
The pain it brings,
Over and over,
Again and again.
In midnight dreams,
On sweat-drenched sheets,
No joy is found,
As life struggles on.
Is this the way
It's supposed to be,
No smiling faces
On living room walls?
Is this the way it ends?
Are we insane?
I don’t understand.
4/27/2026
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Mother Earth breathes life into us
She is the mother of all mothers
She is the almighty
?The world feels a little more quiet today,
Without your voice to lead the way.
But I look to the sky, to the soft morning light,
And know that you’re watching, far out of sight.
?Though I can’t reach out and take your hand,
Or walk beside you across the land,
I feel your warmth in the breeze that blows,
And the steady love that only a mother knows.
?You’re in every memory, every smile I wear,
A beautiful spirit, beyond any compare.
Today I’ll remember the life that you led,
And all of the kind words you ever had said.
?So Happy Mother’s Day, up in the blue,
Until the day I’m back home with you.
I’ll hold you close in my heart, deep and true,
And live every day as a tribute to you.
Mother's Day today
honoring the best there is
to love and be loved
Do you celebrate yourself today,
Remembering the birth
Of your child or children when they first
Drew breath upon the earth?
Or, instead, do you reflect upon
The one within whose womb
You developed ‘til the day your body
Craved a bit more room?
Or possibly, it’s neither
And your thoughts are drawn to those,
Like an aunt or grandma, whose embrace
Did tenderly enclose.
No matter whom you think about
When Mothers’ Day rolls ‘round,
I hope the spirit of the day
Within you does resound.
On Tuesday, it’s paracentesis;
at least that’s the going in thesis.
It would be quite cool
if they found a pool,
and her pressing discomfort then ceases.
On Wednesday, it’s time to convene
for round two of gemcitabine;
with Ativan raging,
though she’s quite engaging,
we’ll leave before causing a scene!
The grands have come over to play,
and dinner looks downright gourmet.
There’s no need to borrow
the trials of tomorrow;
Instead we’ll rejoice in today!
Although her soul and body
no longer earthly bound
The words my Mother spoke to me
have now become profound
She had no fame or money
but now I understand
Her riches came in wisdom
like the countless grains of sand
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