Each snowflake, like each human being is unique. |
1 Mother's Day On this second Sunday in May, I celebrate Mother's Day, with a hot cup of Caf' Mocha made with Rich Chocolate Ovaltine' and remember Mama's smile the first time I made it for her. On this second Sunday in May, I celebrate Mother's Day, I open my prayer book to read a prayer for the departed and remember Mama's favorite prayer was the one for protection that she read before going to work each day at the old Showboat. On this second Sunday in May, I celebrate Mother's Day, by calling my sister-in-laws to wish them a Happy Mother's Day. 2 My Memories of Mother's Day I look back across the years of memories that bring joy and tears: Mama is now in paradise sitting beside the Tree of Life, where she is celebrating Mother's Day with those who proceeded her. I look back across the years of memories that bring joy and tears: I smile remembering the things we used to do on Mother's Day and then I cry. I look back across the years of memories that bring joy and tears: I miss Mama so much, and yet, I cannot cry when I remember her gentle touch as she wiped the tears from my eyes or her melodic voice singing me to sleep with lullabies. |