Mother Poem

I never made it a part of my poem, but my mother was a complete helpless invalid, in bed for 20 years. No one ever heard her complain despite the pain. I had complete care of her and my little sister for many of those years. Her courage and faith were her saviors. She had a wonderful sense of humor. She saw to it I knew the meanings of words as she prepared me for spelling contests. I'm sure that gave me the basis for my poetry that I still do at the age of 98.

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To My Beloved Mother

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Published: February 23, 2019

Though words are written
About mothers, that is true,
Still, I know that no one ever had
A mother just like you.

I never had to wonder
If your love was there for me.
You showed it in so many ways
That it was plain to see.

You helped me see the beauty
Of this world in which we're living.
You showed me how much happiness
Can come from cheerful giving.

Your faith gave me the courage
To pursue those distant goals
That might have seemed impossible
For less encouraged souls.

So let these heartfelt words of mine
Be included with the others,
For you have been the very best,
My own beloved mother.

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