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OUR MOTHER'S AFGHAN
- pending
- Posted on 01/18/22
Knitting Our Mother's Afghan

in Mother Poems

We have all created
A gift of many parts
Together it became
An original piece of art

We have all created
A gift of many parts
Together it became
An original piece of art

The labor was intensive
Protests did occur
But each and every moment
Was worth what we'd endure

The colors match your eyes
The length we hope is right
It's softness will provide
The warmth you need at night

Although it isn't perfect
Uneven are it's lines
Our hearts are all connected
In every inch of twine

Your are our inspiration
We now take time to sit
And reflect upon the family
That you have so neatly knit
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Fireball
- Published: November 2, 2020
Poem About Wildfires

in Current Events Poems

The light shaded my home
in the eeriest of yellow,
as if sunset, forced too early,
cried and bellowed.

The light shaded my home
in the eeriest of yellow,
as if sunset, forced too early,
cried and bellowed.

The clouds weep of ash,
barring heat upon the ground.
The wind came too quickly,
without warning or sound.

The air is still and heavy;
with caution we do breathe.
Our homes, our only haven,
we hesitate to leave.

We listen for the cries
of those who shout in horror.
We run to help our neighbor,
The heat cutting to our core.

We worry for all those that lost,
whose lives are all asunder.
Who will come to rescue them?
This is what we wonder.

We worry for Mother Nature,
her creatures large and small.
Their dens and trees all gone now
in a devastating fireball.

Our heroes are weak with tire,
yet they strive to carry on.
This catastrophe is dire.
Perhaps hope will come with the dawn.

Each year it seems much drier
than the year before.
California is on fire,
I hope and pray no more.
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Because Of You I Am Me
- Published: May 2020
Wishing Mom A Very Happy Birthday

in Mother Poems

Mom, on your birthday, I celebrate you
And all the wonderful things that you do.

But if truth be told, and that must always be,

Mom, on your birthday, I celebrate you
And all the wonderful things that you do.

But if truth be told, and that must always be,
I'm going to talk about Marvelous Me!

Because Marvelous Me did not just come about,
For you were my making; in that is no doubt.

Your STRENGH gave me power to reach for new heights.
Your WORDS gave me knowledge to learn wrong from right.

Your PATIENCE gave me calm to face a new day.
Your ADVICE would show me there is always a way.

Your CAPABILITY showed me to strive for my best.
Your SELFLESSNESS was given with all of your zest.

You MOLDED and LED me with SUPPORT through it all,
Even LIFTED me up when I'd happen to fall.

So lo and behold, here I am today
Because of your love and guiding way.

Marvelous Me will continue to grow,
Only because of you, this I know.

So I celebrate you now, in this special way,
To wish you a very Happy Birthday.

For I wouldn't be me if it weren't you from the start.
I love you, Mom, from the depths of my heart.
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I am the very proud mother of the author of that poem. When she wrote the poem, I was truly overwhelmed at its depth and love. My daughter inherited her talent, which was evidenced from my...

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Oh, How I Love Summer
- Published: June 2019
Joy Of Summer Sunshine

in Summer Poems

Though May did bring her deepest grey
And June did bring her gloom,
I woke this morn in a glorious way
To Sunshine in my room.

Though May did bring her deepest grey
And June did bring her gloom,
I woke this morn in a glorious way
To Sunshine in my room.

Quick, get up,
It's time to rise.
Greet the day.
I started to cry.

For today,
It has begun.
It's finally here,
The summer sun!

Feel her warmth,
See my garden grow,
Taste the sweetest fruits,
Watch the butterflies flow.

Hear the squirrels chatter
And my orioles swoon
Till the evening comes
With the summer moon.

It seems like I've waited
Such a very long time,
Longing for the light of
Your rays of sunshine.

So please stay a while.
Bring your long, lazy days.
I'll cherish each blue sky
And ride every wave.

Oh, how I love summer
And all of her songs,
Happy summer to all,
And may it be long!
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Thank you, Beryl. This is especially a time for all of us to be grateful for the simple things that make us smile. Be safe and well.

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Thank you, Beryl. This is especially a time for all of us to be grateful for the simple things that make us smile. Be safe and well.

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2 years ago

Thank you for allowing me to picture your morning jog. It sounds comforting, uplifting and powerful. Enjoy your summer!

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2 years ago

Thank you, Carol. It means so much that my poem touched you.

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About Susan M. Gilbert

Poems by Susan M. Gilbert

OUR MOTHER'S AFGHAN

Fireball

Because Of You I Am Me

Oh, How I Love Summer

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