Positiva dikter och Poem

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2007-05-26 04:02 #0 av: Faxlin

Tänkte dela med mig av lite fina ord till alla mammor. Något att glädja sig åt.

Our mother is the sweetest and
Most delicate of all.
She knows more of paradise
Than angels can recall.
She's not only beautiful
But passionately young,
Playful as a kid, yet wise
As one who has lived long.

Her love is like the rush of life,
A bubbling, laughing spring
That runs through all like liquid light
And makes the mountains sing.

You were my fairy tale princess,
So much larger than life.
You were my angel and my witness
Through all my pain and strife.
At times you made me angry,
Great words I would proclaim
How someday you'd be sorry.
You were the one to blame.
But when I needed comforting
You alway found the time.
Your words were more soothing
Than days of childhood sublime.
Now the distance holds us apart,
The boundaries have no end.
I'll hold the memories in my heart.
You're my mother, my best friend.

You are special and loving,
and the closest part of my Heart

you're an epitome of Love and kindness,
and so special

There's no one like a Mother and
no Mother quite like you...

You are so very thoughtful and caring,
and I just want to thank you Mother,
for making my life brighter.

My mommy cuddles me
kisses me, hugs me and misses me

pampers me, praises me, always
amazes me

Washes my clothes for me,
tickles my toes for me,
giggles and talks with me,
and also goes on walks with me,
Says "sweet dreams" to me,
Sings sweet songs to me,
I am glad she belongs to me..

Do you know..
That Mother
Is Another Word
For Angel?

Mother´s are the
Brightest bloom
In the garden of life.


I miss you when we're not together
I'm growing up so fast
See how big I've gotten
Since you saw me last?

As I grow, I'll change a lot,
The years will fly right by.
You'll wonder how I grew so quick
When and where and why?

So save this card in a safe place,
And take it out each year.
The memories will come back of me,
When I was small and dear.


Mom, You Not Only
Showed Me The Stars...
You Taught Me
How To Reach Them.


I'm going to bake a cake.
With all my love inside.
It's something that I can't hide.

I will not be ashamed.
For on that cake
are some words that are framed


I wanted to make you something special.
But you already are!


The dearest gifts that heaven holds,
The very finest, too,
Were made into one pattern
That was perfect, sweet, and true;
The Angels smiled, well-pleased, and said:
"Compared to all the others,
This pattern is so wonderful
Let's use it just for Mothers!"
And through the years, a Mother
Has been all that's sweet and good
For there's one bit of God and love,
In all true Motherhood. 

          ~ Helen Steiner Rice ~


A Hundred years from now

....it will not matter what my
        bank account was, the sort of
        house I lived in or the kind of
        car I drove
.....but the world may be
        different because I was
        important in the life of a



Av: ÅsaF

Datum för publicering

  • 2007-05-26

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2007-05-26 04:03 #1 av: Faxlin

Jag hoppas ni alla vill dela med er av dikter till alla mammor runt om i världen. En liten glädje hyllning till mor :-)

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2007-05-28 12:25 #2 av: Malin-A

vilka fina dikter =)

2007-05-29 00:29 #3 av: Dancingqueen

Ooh, vackert vackert. Tack för att du delade mig dig.

2007-05-31 10:15 #4 av: Faxlin

Ingen annan som hade några fina dikter till mamma ?

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