I would like to share this poem as an ode to my mother on the occasion of her 60th Birthday. Be blessed by it:
We celebrate you Mum because there's no one quite like you,
To have you
in our lives for all these special years,
Experiencing
your love and trust and things we hold so dear
To know each day we live, your guiding hand is there
To show us every moment that there's someone there who cares.
To know each day we live, your guiding hand is there
To show us every moment that there's someone there who cares.
For every
trial we faced, we knew you were there to pray;
And point us to the God you serve and lead us in His Way.
And point us to the God you serve and lead us in His Way.
You told us
to get up every time we fell down
In days of
joy, in days of pain, we knew you were around.
For every
tear you've shed, for every seed you've sown
For every
lesson that you taught, for every talent that you’ve honed;
For every
sleepless night, for every word of praise,
For every
sacrifice, for every loving gaze,
We celebrate you Mum because there's no one quite like you,
That is the
way you are or does things only you can do
So have a
glorious year and many more to come
'Till Jesus
comes and takes us all to our Heavenly Home.
©
Toyin Puddicombe (2012)
For
the children
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