When there are problems piling in mounds,
She’s here, she’s there, she’s sure to be found.
Cause fixing things and making them better too,
Is simply on her list of things to do.
When a count is made of all she’s done in just a single day,
Eyes widen and seem to say, “Nooooo way!”
Folks act surprised and ask “How could this be?
This has been done by only she?”
Loud acclaims are heard of “Wow! and “Holy cow!”
She simply says, “Just do it Right and do it RIGHT NOW!”
5 comments:
That is a beautiful picture of your mom! And a very fitting poem. Funny how it applies to you too! Like mother like daughter I suppose. :) Happy Birthday to your mom!
Happy Birthday to your mom! I love your mom and seriously hopes she writes a book someday :) I absolutely love your poem, it describes your mom perfectly and I agree with Camille - you too! You definitely learned from the best! :)
I'm laughing becuase I was going to say the same thing about the poem applying to you as well! Especially after reading about your late night crafting!! I kept wondering - how does she get up in the morning? By the way...do you know a Pratt family? Sis Pratt is the Stake RS Pres. Her daughter Jeanette is in our ward here and she's great. Her kids are my kids age. Sienna, her daughter goes to preschool and primary with Luke, and they play together regularly. Just wondering!
Happy birthday to your lovely mom!
so cute! She just called me and told me to check your blog! Very sweet and funny! I need to get a copy of the picture. Can you email me that?
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