even when her child
is grown and gone.
God planted a Mother's love so deep
that the roots of it
go deep and far into our hearts.
I have been tagged by Tina for The Real Mum meme. Today, however, being a real mom for me involves opening my home up to 9 of Jewel's friends as they all prepare for a wedding tonight. This involves having their hair, nails and makeup done! They are all to be bride's maids along with Jewel and Jayde will be singing as well. That being said, I do not have time to do this topic justice and I hope to re-visit the subject later. There is poem by Marshal. H. Hart that I feel does a pretty good job at describing the REAL MUM.
That's the way my hours go;
Bring me this, and take me that,
Feed the dog, take out the cat.
Standing up, I eat my toast,
Drink my coffee, thaw the roast;
Empty the garbage, make the bed,
Rush to church, then wash my head.
Sweep the kitchen, wax the floor,
Scrub the woodwork, clean the doors;
Scour the bathtub, then myself,
Vacuum carpets, straighten shelves.
Eat my sandwich on the run,
Now my afternoon's begun;
To the baseball game I go,
When will there be time to sew?
Meet the teacher, stop the fight,
See the dentist, fly the kite;
Help with homework, do the wash,
Iron the clothes, put on the squash.
Shop for groceries, cash a check,
Fight the crowds, now I'm a wreck!
Dinner time it soon will be,
What's for dinner?"
Wait and see.
Dirty dishes crowd the sink,
Next there's popcorn, then a drink;
Will they never go to bed ...
Will I ever get ahead?
"Bring me water,"... "Get the light,"
Turn off the TV, lock the bike;
"Where's my pillow?" ... "Hear my prayers,"
"Did you lock the door downstairs?"
At last in bed, my spouse and I,
Too tired to move, too weak to cry;
But as I doze, I hear him say,
"What do mothers do all day?"