Mothering Sunday
- 22 March 2009 16:3317907Well the sun has brought people out in their droves to relax in the beauty of Kearsney Abbey and Russell Gardens .The daffodills are a joy to behold .i have just had a nice lunch in the tea rooms .The queue for icecreams etc was endless .
Perfect peace .
Lovely way to enjoy this special day .
How sad that some families through death or divorce cannot celebrate this special day For some mothers this day can be overwhelming sad .I think especially of those lads who have died for their country . - 22 March 2009 16:3917908Well said Sue, glad its a lovely day, many people down on seafront too and in the hotels celebrating Mothers Day. Good luck to the lucky ones. Good description of Kearsney Abbey, sounds pleasant, I must get up there again soon. Only been once. As you said once or twice I must get out more. What kind of food do you get in the tea rooms...do they provide a substantial lunch?email: dover7@msn.com
- 22 March 2009 17:3917910I would give everything to have my mother here today and apologise for being such a rat-bag.Just one more minute to tell her that I did not understand the hardships she went through to bring my 3 sisters and my 2 brothers up so well.I let her down so badly...Marek
I think therefore I am (not a Tory supporter) - 22 March 2009 17:4917911Ditto my Dad, Marek. Just one more hour, just one more minute.Paul M likes this
- Bob Whysman
- Registered: 23 Aug 2013
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26 March 2017 17:06325728
Mothers Day.
It's Mother's Day today, a special day each year,
When children like to pamper mum, as she's held so dear,
The younger ones excited, showing their affection,
Whilst with some older one's, she's not their first selection!
She remembers oh so clearly, the good times that have gone,
When as a proud young Mother, love for them was strong,
Protecting and nurturing them allaying all their fears,
Comforting them, encouraging them, drying all their tears.
Some children rarely visit now, their 'own lives' they've got,
Wives, children and holidays, enjoying their new lot,
So perhaps once a year they trek home, to visit Mum,
Some flowers, maybe a card, then their duty's done!
Sitting in her chair as the afternoon light diminishes,
A tear glistens on her cheek, as her thoughts of others finishes,
She's happy in the knowledge, her children don't stay away,
They treasure their Mum all year, not just on Mother's Day.
So treasure your Mother as she certainly does you,
You're always her children your whole life through,
When you leave home, you are still her concern,
If you haven't noticed now, throughout life you will learn.Do nothing and nothing happens.
