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She was my Mother
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By Geneva Poynter
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She was my Mother

She Was My Mother

 

She taught me how to read and write

That good old cursive style.

I loved it, so I’d chew my tongue

And bend over the paper all the while.

 

She tried to teach me many things

Like making biscuits light,

But cooking was not my forte.

‘Though I tried, I just could not get it right.

 

She sewed on a pedal Singer

And made many quilt tops,

Made beautiful quilts for bedspreads,

While Dad and my brothers planted the crops.

 

She cooked on a wood stove for years,

The same in all seasons,

For five boys, husband and a girl,

And helped us all with our homework lessons.

 

She was always fair and loving,

Should arguments arise.

She gave punishment when needed.

She’s gone and I know she was just and wise.

 

She knew her Savior and Lord well,

And wanted to follow

Precepts that are taught in His Word.

Her heart’s dedication was not hollow.

 

Like her Mother, she personified love.

 

 

 

 

 


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Submitted: Sunday, May 8, 2011

Last Updated: Monday, May 9, 2011

About the Poet
I asked Jesus to be my Savior when I was 11 - that was almost 70 years ago as of June 2015. My husband and I had been married for 54 years as of March 2010 before he went Home to Heaven, and we have one son & daughter in law and 3 grandchildren.


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