| POETRY BY SHARON ROBINSON |
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| MOTHERS God couldn�t be everywhere, so He created mothers. Mother is like the four seasons, Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring: Her smile shines on us like the summer sun, Her tears fall for us as the maple leaves do at October�s end Her love is like a pure, warm blanket around us, as the snow is for the earth in winter. And she is always there in times of need, brightening the day as does a beautiful rainbow after a spring rain. Mother is like the four seasons, Her love, understanding and giving of herself for us is never ending, always returning, and being there at the right time. Just as God created the seasons, so He created mothers. |
| M- O - T - H - E - R M Memories she gives us, oh so sweet O Open arms to us, always she greets T Teacher of life and nursery rhymes H Happiness and hope in the worst of times E Everything she gives with help from above R Riches in friendship, tenderness and love |
| I like to try and make the letters of words fulfill the meaning of the word. |
| Background music: "M-O-T-H-E-R" |
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