MOTHER

The following poem is not my own,
but it is one of my favourite poems.
Its author is unknown.

It is dedicated to all the mothers in the world.

Mother's Hands

Such beautiful, beautiful hands! she had

Though her heart at times was weary and sad

Those patient hands kept toiling on

That her children might be glad.

I almost weep when looking back

To chilhood's distant day!

I think how my mother's hands rested not

When mine were always busy at their play.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

Song

FOR MAMA (1964)

Sung by Matt Monro

To listen please press 'Play' and turn up the volume

She said my son I beg of you
I have a wish that must come true
The last thing you can do
For mama

Please promise me that you will stay
And take my place while I'm away
And give the children love each day
I had to cry what could I say?

How hard I tried to find the words
I prayed she would not see me cry
So much to say that should be heard
But only time to say goodbye to mama

They say in time that you will forget
Yet still today my eyes are wet
I tell myself to smile for Mama

Now soon there'll be another spring
And I will start remembering
The way she loved to hear us sing
Her favourite song 'Ave Maria'

Ave Maria

The children all have grown up now
I kept my promise to mama
I cannot guide them anymore
I've done my best all for mama

Ave Maria

Still this seems so very small
For all
She did for me