A note from Sherry…
I searched for an author of this note but was unable to find one. I am not the author.
I had a marvelous mother who loved me, sacrificed for me and helped me in every way possible. In all of my growing up from childhood through college and eventually marriage, my mother was always at my side. And when I needed help with my little ones, she was there for me.
Today, we buried this wonderful woman. Can you imagine how I felt when I returned from the services and found poem in her desk drawer written by my mom?
The Time Is Now
If you are ever going to love
Love me now while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow
Love me now while I am living
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiseled in marble
Sweet words on ice cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please tell me them now
If you wait until I am sleeping
Death will be between us
And I won't hear you then
So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it
........ Now she is gone and I am sick with guilt because I never told her what she meant to me. Worse yet, I did not treat her as she deserved to be treated. I found time for everyone and everything but I never made time for her. It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea and a hug but my friends came first. Would any of them have done for me what my mother did? I know the answer.
When I called mom on the phone, I was always in a hurry. I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off, the times I was rude or just brushed her off. I remember too, the times I could have included her and didn't.
The world is filled with sons and daughters like me. I hope they see themselves in this letter and learn from it.
“Honour thy father and thy mother, as the LORD thy God hath commanded thee; that thy days may be prolonged, and that it may go well with thee, in the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee.” - Deuteronomy 5:16
Source :
Sherry’s Inspirational -http://groups.google.com/group/Sherrys_Inspirational