THANK YOU FOR BEING MY MOM by Eleanor Lambert
Happy Mother's Day in Heaven, Mom, We're so glad that you are there,
Just to know that you are with Jesus, Takes away any fear or despair.
We think of you so often, Especially now on Mother's Day,
We miss your smile, we miss your love, And everything you had to say.
For what you said was truly right, As you guided us both day and night,
So in our eyes, if in no other, you could not have been a better Mother.
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you....For being my Mom.
ON MENTAL PAIN
The pain, insane; yet I remain
with tearstained face within this place,
this world of pain they cannot tame.
I am inside - alive, alive
inside this shell I walk beside,
As further into fear I slide
there is no love of self, or pride.
I cannot see, I do not hear
the world around me, pressing near.
My mind in its forgotten place
ignoring time's relentless pace.
"I have certainly travelled a long, long way since I first wrote this poem for myself and for all those who have travelled this road.
I think I am thinking about this now,
because of the "pain" our Mother Earth is in right now,
as her skin is being torn apart in so many areas of the world
by those who cannot see what they are doing.
We have so much to be thankful for, don't we?
New buds bursting forth, birdsong,
crocus pushing their tiny heads through the ground,
the sweet smell of Mother Earth
and the caress of rain on our faces."
......Shirley Green, "Raven Spirit"
