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Sunday, May 9, 2010

It's Mother's Day

These are the years, the gentle years,
the soft and sentimental years
when wee little fingers
reach and touch
and little eyes gaze
with wonder and trust,
when you love so tenderly
and so so much,
these are the gentle years.

These are the years, the rainbow years,
the quiet, walk-on-tiptoes years,
the years of laughter
and smiles and sighs
when both of you watch
with misty eyes
the tiny bed
where a cherub lies,
these are the rainbow years.

These are the years, the tender years,
the blissful, sweet-surrender years,
when your little treasure
from above
is the soul and purpose
and center of
your plans and dreams
and dearest love,
these are the tender years.

Barbara Burrow

My years with a wee one are long ago; those tender years have evolved into the amazing years, the wonderment of having your child walk this world as an adult. The years flow together and it's a lovely journey, this motherhood. May all my friends and all my family enjoy their day today.


Leslie Jane Moran said...

Great picture. Love the treatment. Wonderful sentiment. I hope you had a soft day.

Kate said...

The picture is wonderful and your prose brought back those years in a wonderful, gentle way! Thank you.

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