She arises with the morning stars before the sun 
appears.
Across the air,soft and low,her song you sometimes 
hear.
At times the song grows weary,at other times the song 
is strong,
 
But regardless of tasks or trials,the song goes ever 
on.
She sings for the husband who doesn't always show he 
cares.
And she sings for the children who often take it for 
granted that she'll be there.
Her song is heard by the One who loves her best,
The Lord who sees her unshed tears behind eyes in need 
of rest.
He holds a special blessing and imparts to her with 
love...
The strength and wisdom for each day,sent from God 
above.
As she continues to sing the song in giving of herself...
To cook the meals and mend the clothes,to dust the 
stands 
and shelves,
She doesn't always hear the melody coming back to her.
But within her household,a song begins to stir.
Because God,the Father,says so,the gates of Hell cannot 
prevail.
God promises a blessing and His word will never fail.
As Proverbs states the virtues of a woman,strong and 
true,
I stand and claim the promises,Mom,blessed I say are 
you.

She dedicated that poem to me on Mother's Day of 1992.

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred the dates on her tombstone
from the begining-to the end.

He noted that first came the hour of her birth
and spoke of the second with tears,
but he said that what mattered most of all
was the dash between the years.

For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth,
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own,
the cars, the house, the cash.
What matters is how we love and live
and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard,
are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left.
You could be at mid-dash.

If we could just slow down enough to consider
what's true and what's real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile,
remembering that this special dash
might only last a while.

So when your eulogy is read
with your life's actions to rehash
would you be pleased with the things they say
about how you spent your dash?
---written by
Linda Ellis
 
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