Happy Mother’s Day to all those nurturing souls out there who bestow ‘motherly graces’ on the lives they mother over…
A mother’s heart
is never her own.
Bits of it are sown
into the souls
of her daughters
and her sons
-Shea Writer
“Mama Never Forgets Her Birds”
Mama never forgets her birds,
Though in another tree—
She looks down just as often
And just as tenderly
As when her little mortal nest
With cunning care she wove—
If either of her “sparrows fall,”
She “notices,” above.
—Emily Dickinson
“Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome”
Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome
Has many sonnets: so here now shall be
One sonnet more, a love sonnet, from me
To her whose heart is my heart’s quiet home,
To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee
I learnt love-lore that is not troublesome;
Whose service is my special dignity,
And she my loadstar while I go and come
And so because you love me, and because
I love you, Mother, I have woven a wreath
Of rhymes wherewith to crown your honored name:
In you not fourscore years can dim the flame
Of love, whose blessed glow transcends the laws
Of time and change and mortal life and death.
—Christina Rossetti
“A Mother’s Name”
I love the sound! The sweetest under Heaven,
That name of mother,—and the proudest, too.
As babes we breathe it, and with seven times seven
Of youthful prayers, and blessings that accrue,
We still repeat the word, with tender steven.
Dearest of friends! dear mother! what we do
This side the grave, in purity of aim,
Is glorified at last by thy good name.
—Eric Mackay
“Mother o’ Mine”
If I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
I know whose love would follow me still,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
If I were drowned in the deepest sea,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
I know whose tears would come down to me,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
If I were damned of body and soul,
I know whose prayers would make me whole,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
—Rudyard Kipling
Through ‘missing-mom’ tears and gratefulness for her love that she sowed into my life, I remember my precious ‘mama’ who went on to be with the Lord a couple years ago. I miss you mom!
