On Thu 04 Dec 2008 01:48:18p, flitterbit told us...

> Wayne Boatwright wrote:
>> On Wed 26 Nov 2008 10:12:58a, flitterbit told us...
>>
>>> Wayne Boatwright wrote:
>>>> Jill,
>>>>
>>>> Sometime in the year before my mother died, I found a framed copy of
>>>> the following poem. I gave it to her as one her gifts on the
Christmas
>>>> before she died the following March. I don’t know who wrote it, but I
>>>> wanted to share it with you. I was barely able to speak at her
>>>> funeral. I read this poem instead.
>>>>
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>>>> _
>>>>
>>>> Most Precious Mother,
>>>>
>>>> This I know . . . . . As your child, I have received the most genuine
>>>> and important message from you. I know you love me and have always
>>>> loved me.
>>>>
>>>> I know you have, to the best of your ability, with the work of your
>>>> body, dedication of your mind, and strength of your soul, given me
>>>> love, shelter and food. You have given me as much of your time as
>>>> possible in this hectic, hurried world. You have given me fun and
>>>> laughter. You have given me safety and protection. You have taught
me
>>>> about life’s unpleasantries without scaring me too much. In my
darkest
>>>> moments, you appeared with comfort and understanding. I always knew
>>>> you were on my side.
>>>>
>>>> I know you did the best you could with the tools you were given.
>>>> Because of this, the door to my heart is always open to you.
>>>>
>>>> Thank you for the pleasures and treasures you have given me, both
>>>> deserved and not. I know at times I troubled you, and for this I am
>>>> sorry. There has never been anything you have done that has taken
away
>>>> my unconditional love for you. Always and now, in my eyes, heart, and
>>>> soul, you are to me the most loving touch, the kindest thought, and
the
>>>> most perfect gift.
>>>>
>>>> I have never known a time I did not love you . . . . . I loved you
with
>>>> every breath you took . . . . . I will love you . . . . . forever.
>>>>
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>>>> _
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> I also wrote of her, many months later, “Fleeting beauty as the years
>>>> pass by are my memories of you.”
>>>>
>>>>
>>> Thanks for posting this; it's beautiful, and would have been a fitting
>>> addition to my mom's funeral this past February.
>>>
>>
>> Thanks, flitterbit. I wish you had had it at that difficult time. I’m
>> very sorry for your loss. It’s a hard path to take.
>>
> Thanks, Wayne; moms are special, to say the least.
>

They are indeed!

--
Wayne Boatwright
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