To Mother

Dear Mother of Mine

My sweet mother, so dear to my heart

How fondly I can remember you still

You've gone from my side, we did depart

Now you're resting on top of the hill

Even now I can see your hands and feet

Swiftly moving to provide for us all

 Cooking, baking bread and some sweet

Just to keep us under control

You were with us when life revealed pain

About things we were quite unaware

You whispered gently, but with firm restraint

And kept us away from life's hidden snare

Often when nobody else was around

In the quietness of each new day

Gently to us came a whispering sound

As down on your knees you would pray

In bed, as you tucked us in with love

You would teach us your humble prayers

And you would come right from above

If we cried, after dreaming nightmares

  

Your hard work never came to an end

From early morning until late at night

tomorrow is near, as the present did relent

Before you could finally turn off the light

Your diligent work has paid off at last

For now in my heart I can clearly see

Through all these years our bond did hold fast

Once so precious between you and me

I wrote this poem in remembrance of you

A dear mother, who is not here anymore

To let you know that I appreciate all you did do

As one of seven children, whom you did adore

Honor your father and your mother, as the Lord your God has commanded you, that your days may be long, and that it may be well with you in the land which the Lord your God is giving you. Deuteronomy 5:16

In memory of Catharina Schuurman-Melder 1910 - 1998

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