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Love
Poems Readings and Quotations |
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We
hope you enjoy reading our collection of family poems. You
might want to include them inside a thank-you card, frame
them or read them at your reception.
For a further selection of Poems appropriate in remembering
deceased parents or relatives, take a look at the Editor's
Feature called 'Gone,
But Not Forgotten.'
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quickly find what you want just use this drop down menu:
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I
know it's not often enough I share with you Dad;
Seems long ago, when I was young;
I looked to you for guidance and love;
I listened to you;
Relied on you;
And craved for your attention.
And as I grew, you stood patiently behind me,
Allowing me to stretch my wings;
Test the waters,
And make my mistakes.
Thank you for loving me as you do;
Enough to let me take a fall
While you waited in the sidelines;
Enough to watch quietly
As I matured and learned.
It may not be often enough I share with you Dad;
But thank you for being the father that you are;
A father whom I am proud of …
A father I can still turn to for guidance and love …
No matter how old I really am.
I look back on these years
To see how far I've come and grown,
I take a trip down memory lane,
And what I see has shown ...
That every step I've taken,
You have been there by my side ...
From infancy to adulthood,
We've stood the test of time.
You cradled me and nurtured me,
Through all these many years;
You held me and did comfort me,
Through happiness and tears.
You'd pick me up when I would fall,
You'd dust me off and then,
Encourage me to get back on
That bike and ride again.
Your constant care and loving,
And your warm inviting heart,
Has always been a treasure
that I knew would n'er depart.
If I could be "just half" the person
You have been to me ...
Then you have taught me well dear mum,
For in my heart I see ...
A woman whose most gentle soul,
Embraces me each day ...
A woman whom I dearly love,
Much more than words can say.
I wonder how she does it, holding it
together the way she does.
It seems no matter how life gets out of place she puts it
back the way it was.
It's always been a mystery, but I guess it must be true.
That there is nothing stronger than a mother's love when
she uses Mother's Glue.
Now Mother's Glue is not a recipe, or that sticky stuff
used in art.
But it's that special love that mothers use to keep your
life from falling apart.
It's the way she is always there to listen so you know that
everything will be okay.
It's that special bonding hug she gives you to help you
make it through the day.
It's the way she is able to touch your face and hold the
tears away.
It's the way she stays up all night with you to hold the
fears away.
It's the way she makes the sacrifice because she'll do anything
for you.
Because she knows you just wouldn't make it if she didn't
use Mother's Glue
But, if you're still not sure then ask her, and I'll bet
she'll just smile at you.
Because a mother never uses words, she just uses Mother's
Glue..
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M is for the million things she gave me,
O means only that she's growing old
T is for the tears she shed to save me,
H is for her heart of pure gold;
E is for her eyes, with love-light shining
R means right, and right she'll always be,
Put them all together, they spell MOTHER,
A word that means the world to me |
Tomorrow
was a lifetime away, now suddenly it's here.
How did it happen so quickly? This wedding drawing near.
How can I act so happy? How can I act so gay?
When in such a very short time, I'll give my daughter away.
I wish I could grasp a moment, and make the clock stand
still
So I could let my heart catch up, but I know it never will.
All the worries of being a parent, all the battles won,
No one ever warned me about the day the job is done.
Yet, there is another side, where my heart is not as sad.
When I look in my daughter's eyes, I can't help but be joyful
and glad.
This is the day she has dreamt about, for just about all
her life.
She's going to be such a beautiful bride and a loving, caring
wife.
I'll stand with the congregation as my daughter walks down
the aisle
And even though there are tears in my eyes, my face will
bare a smile.
For I know that I was very blessed when God lent this child
to me.
To love and care for and nurture, so she would grow up to
be
This lovely, bright young woman, who tomorrow will be a
bride
And as always I'll be there, with love at my daughter's
side.
You are the mother I received
The day I wed your son.
And I just want to thank you, Mum
For all the things you've done.
You've
given me a gracious man
With whom I share my life.
You are his loving mother and
I his lucky wife.
You
used to pat his little head,
And now I hold his hand.
You raised in love a little boy
And gave to me a man.
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