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To raise the emotion for the topic this week, there are kinda bunch of poems about mother here
MOTHER''S ARE THE SWEETEST.
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.
And makes the meadows turn to flower
And trees to choicest fruit.
She is at once the field and bower
In which our hearts take root.
She is at once the sea and shore,
Our freedom and our past.
With her we launch our daring ships
Yet keep the things that last.
~Nick Gordon~


A WONDERFUL MOTHER.
GOD made a wonderful mother,
A mother who never grows old;
He made her smile of the sunshine,
And He molded her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks, fair roses you see;
God made a wonderful mother,
And He gave that dear mother to me.
~Pat O''Reilly~

MOTHER...
Mother You filled my days with rainbow lights,
fairytales and sweet dream nights,
A kiss to wipe away my tears,
Gingerbread to ease my fears.
You gave the gift of life to me,
And then in love, you set me free.
I thank you for your tender care,
for deep warm hugs and being there.
I hope that when you think of me,
A part of you, you''ll always see.
~Author Unknown~

To raise the emotion for the topic this week, there are kinda bunch of poems about mother here
MOTHER''S ARE THE SWEETEST.
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.
And makes the meadows turn to flower
And trees to choicest fruit.
She is at once the field and bower
In which our hearts take root.
She is at once the sea and shore,
Our freedom and our past.
With her we launch our daring ships
Yet keep the things that last.
~Nick Gordon~


A WONDERFUL MOTHER.
GOD made a wonderful mother,
A mother who never grows old;
He made her smile of the sunshine,
And He molded her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks, fair roses you see;
God made a wonderful mother,
And He gave that dear mother to me.
~Pat O''Reilly~

MOTHER...
Mother You filled my days with rainbow lights,
fairytales and sweet dream nights,
A kiss to wipe away my tears,
Gingerbread to ease my fears.
You gave the gift of life to me,
And then in love, you set me free.
I thank you for your tender care,
for deep warm hugs and being there.
I hope that when you think of me,
A part of you, you''ll always see.
~Author Unknown~

I know this an amazing thing to give our mother. It''s not hard to show our love

A MOTHER''S LOVE
A Mother''s love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God''s tender guiding hand.

I know this an amazing thing to give our mother. It''s not hard to show our love

A MOTHER''S LOVE
A Mother''s love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God''s tender guiding hand.

Thank Trang for 3 moving poems!!
And i will introduce you a moving story about mother, this is a short story, but it''s a best one i''ve ever read.
My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment... She cooked for students & teachers *****pport the family. There was this one day during elementary school and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!?!"...eeeee said a friend. I wished my mom would just disappear from this world. So I said to my mom, "Mom... Why don''t you have the other eye?! If you''re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don''t you just die?!!!" My mom did not respond... I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I''d wanted to say all this time... Maybe it was because my mom hadn''t punished me, but I didn''t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night... I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told my self that I would grow up and become successful.
Then I studied real hard. I left my mother and went to Singapore to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too... Now I''m living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it''s a place that doesn''t remind me of my mom. This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when...What?! Who''s this?!It was my mother... Still with her one eye standing at the front door. She came to Singapore to see me. I felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. Even my children ran away, scared of my mom''s eye. And I asked her, "Who are you?!" "I don''t know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house and scare my children! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered,"Oh, I''m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight. Thank goodness... She doesn''t recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told my self that I wasn''t going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life. Then a wave of relief came upon me...
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in Singapore. So, lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house... Just out of curiosity. There, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand....It was a letter to me.
"My son...I think my life has been long enough now...And... I wont visit Singapore anymore...But would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much..And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.For you...And I''m sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mom, I couldn''t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... So I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did.. The couple times that you were angry with me.. I thought to my self, ''It''s because he loves me..''My son... Oh, my son..."
Love your mom all you can do for her...don''t let her feel sad

Thank Trang for 3 moving poems!!
And i will introduce you a moving story about mother, this is a short story, but it''s a best one i''ve ever read.
My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment... She cooked for students & teachers *****pport the family. There was this one day during elementary school and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!?!"...eeeee said a friend. I wished my mom would just disappear from this world. So I said to my mom, "Mom... Why don''t you have the other eye?! If you''re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don''t you just die?!!!" My mom did not respond... I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I''d wanted to say all this time... Maybe it was because my mom hadn''t punished me, but I didn''t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night... I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told my self that I would grow up and become successful.
Then I studied real hard. I left my mother and went to Singapore to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too... Now I''m living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it''s a place that doesn''t remind me of my mom. This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when...What?! Who''s this?!It was my mother... Still with her one eye standing at the front door. She came to Singapore to see me. I felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. Even my children ran away, scared of my mom''s eye. And I asked her, "Who are you?!" "I don''t know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house and scare my children! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered,"Oh, I''m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight. Thank goodness... She doesn''t recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told my self that I wasn''t going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life. Then a wave of relief came upon me...
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in Singapore. So, lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house... Just out of curiosity. There, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand....It was a letter to me.
"My son...I think my life has been long enough now...And... I wont visit Singapore anymore...But would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much..And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.For you...And I''m sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mom, I couldn''t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... So I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did.. The couple times that you were angry with me.. I thought to my self, ''It''s because he loves me..''My son... Oh, my son..."
Love your mom all you can do for her...don''t let her feel sad

That''s great en-nhí-nhố
But I see you have some other things even more emotionally than this poem... A video on youtube... Why dont you share with us?

That''s great en-nhí-nhố
But I see you have some other things even more emotionally than this poem... A video on youtube... Why dont you share with us?

my God! it''s to hard to find the right way !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Được nadelnino sửa chữa / chuyển vào 23:59 ngày 14/05/2010

my God! it''s to hard to find the right way !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Được nadelnino sửa chữa / chuyển vào 23:59 ngày 14/05/2010