Janna, Sam, me, and Becky.
My three little kittens.
These were the only kitties at home with me today. I got a Mother's Day greeting from everyone else by phone. Tom was gone too visiting Billy in Arizona.
I have a poem to post. You've probably heard it before. It has always been a favorite of mine. It also illustrates what I want for Mother's Day. Every year my children ask me what I want and my reply is always the same, "I want you to be obedient." Hence, the scripture that is continually displayed on my blog: "I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth." 3 John 4
Which Loved Best
by Joy Allison
“I love you, Mother,” said little John;
Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on,
And he was off to the garden swing,
Leaving his mother the wood to bring.
“I love you, Mother,” said little Nell;
“I love you better than tongue can tell!”
Then she teased and pouted half the day,
Till Mother rejoiced when she went to play.
“I love you, Mother,” said little Fran;
“Today I’ll help you all I can.”
To the cradle then she did softly creep,
And rocked the baby till it fell asleep.
Then stepping softly, she took the broom
And swept the floor and dusted the room;
Busy and happy all day was she,
Helpful and cheerful as she could be.
“I love you, Mother,” again they said,
Three little children going to bed.
How do you think that Mother guessed
Which of them really loved her best.
Which Loved Best
by Joy Allison
“I love you, Mother,” said little John;
Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on,
And he was off to the garden swing,
Leaving his mother the wood to bring.
“I love you, Mother,” said little Nell;
“I love you better than tongue can tell!”
Then she teased and pouted half the day,
Till Mother rejoiced when she went to play.
“I love you, Mother,” said little Fran;
“Today I’ll help you all I can.”
To the cradle then she did softly creep,
And rocked the baby till it fell asleep.
Then stepping softly, she took the broom
And swept the floor and dusted the room;
Busy and happy all day was she,
Helpful and cheerful as she could be.
“I love you, Mother,” again they said,
Three little children going to bed.
How do you think that Mother guessed
Which of them really loved her best.
Our youth speaker today read that poem! Thanks for participating!
ReplyDeleteYour hair looks so good in this picture, and I love your squinty eyes when you smile. Your little kittens look cute too. :)
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