It was the night before Christmas, when all thru the abode only one creature was stirring, and she was cleaning the commode. The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds, while visions of Nintendo 64 and Barbie, flipped … Continue reading →
If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not love, I am a housekeeper – not a homemaker. If I have time for waxing, polishing, and decorative achievements, but have not love, … Continue reading →
I saw a young mother with eyes full of laughter And two little shadows came following after. Wherever she moved, they were always right there – Holding onto her skirts hanging onto her chair, Before her, behind her – an … Continue reading →
I. And Willy, my eldest-born, is gone, you say, little Anne? Ruddy and white, and strong on his legs, he looks like a man. And Willy’s wife has written: she never was over-wise, Never the wife for Willy: he would … Continue reading →
If Nature smiles — the Mother must I’m sure, at many a whim Of Her eccentric Family – Is She so much to blame?
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass’d With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine–thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else, how … Continue reading →
In the old Strauss waltz for the first time We had listened to your quiet call, Since then all the living things are alien And the knocking of the clock consoles. We, like you, are gladly greeting sunsets, And are … Continue reading →
O mother-my-love, if you’ll give me your hand, And go where I ask you to wander, I will lead you away to a beautiful land,– The Dreamland that’s waiting out yonder. We’ll walk in a sweet posie-garden out there, Where … Continue reading →
One night a tiny dewdrop fell Into the bosom of a rose,– “Dear little one, I love thee well, Be ever here thy sweet repose!” Seeing the rose with love bedight, The envious sky frowned dark, and then Sent forth … Continue reading →
Your lips speak soft sweetness Your touch a cool caress I am lost in your magic My heart beats within your chest I think of you each morning And dream of you each night I think of your arms being … Continue reading →
