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Mother
MOTHER
This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece.
Please read this at a slow pace, Do not hurry.....this is a treasure...
The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
'Is this the long way?' she asked.
And the guide said: 'Yes, and the way is hard
And you will be old before you
reach the end of it..
But the end will be better than the beginning.'
But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years.
So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the
way,
And bathed them in the
clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and
the young Mother cried,
'Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.'
Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold,
And the mother drew them close and covered them with
her mantle, and the children
said, 'Mother, we are not
afraid,
For you are near, and no harm can come.'
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, 'A little patience and we are there.' So the children climbed,
And when they reached the top they said, 'Mother, we would not
have done it without you.'
And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, 'This is a better day than the last,
For my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness.
Yesterday I gave them courage.
Today, I've given them strength.'
And the next day came strange clouds which darkened the
earth, clouds of war and
hate and evil,
And the children groped and stumbled, and the mother said: ' Look up. Lift your eyes
to the light.'
And the children looked and saw above
the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness.
And that night the Mother said, 'This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.'
And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.
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And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was
as light as a feather; and at last they came to a
hill,
And beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates
flung wide.
And mother said, 'I have reached the end of my
journey.. And now I know the end is better than the
beginning,
For my children can walk alone, and their children after
them.'
And the children said, 'You will always walk with us,
Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.'
And they stood and watched her as she went on
alone, and the gates closed after her.
And they said: 'We cannot see her but she is with us
still.
A Mother like ours is more than a memory.
She is a living presence.......'
Your Mother is always with you.... She's the whisper of
the leaves as you walk down the street;
she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered
socks; she's the cool hand on your brow
When you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your
laughter.
And she's crystallized in every tear drop.
She's the place you came from, your first home; and
she's the map you follow with every step you take.
She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and
nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space... Not even death!
PASS THIS ON TO ALL THE MOTHERS CHILDREN YOU KNOW.
MAY WE NEVER TAKE OUR MOTHERS FOR GRANTED...
May Your Day Be Blessed My Friends
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