Poem mom wrote

Yesterday I was a bit emo & teary, & it's no wonder I was after visiting moms blog, which is something I do when I need to be with her.

I found this poem there that maybe I must've missed, I didn't write a comment when she wrote it so maybe I didn't see it b4. Anyway, it made me sad because I wonder why she was always talking about "not doing enough", because we know it's not true. I'm thinking, "now why do have to go & write poem like that when you are the best mom ever". But I guess as clearly mentioned, she gave us the best things anyway, like her heart & love, & the sun, the moon & flowers. She gave them to us by giving life to us. Well, she will always be a tender part of us.
Anyway here's the poem:

i didn't have a lot to give--

just lots of prayers,

i'm sure of this.

i didn't have a lot to say--

just lots of love

thru night & day.

no fancy clothes to

clothe you in--

just the stars,

the sun, the wind.

no traveled roads

to take you down--

just the flowers all around.

no gifts to bring--

just songs to sing,

i heard their melody

before as birds took wing,

as eagles soar.

the world laid not

before your feet,

yet i loved you all

as love's complete.

i still with empty hands

do bring

the memories of love

and spring.

the memories so real

so clear

as treasures

as i held you near

each day with you

so precious, rare

i do not have a way

to compare

this love for you & how

i cared.

(except for the moment

i first held you close,

was deeper than

the deepest rose.)

my heart was all

i had to give,

my heart, my life--

as now i live

to say

my love is true

for you--

each night,

each day.

(For my kids, with love, Mom) May 2, 2007