A Gift of Love for Mother

My mom found this in a stack of clippings that my grandma had saved... it seemed fitting for some pictures I took earlier this fall.

A GIFT OF LOVE FOR MOTHER

Has there ever been a mother

Who has not received the gift

Of a bunch of wilted dandelions

Clutched in a chubby fist?

She exclaims, "O my, how pretty!

I'll get a vase real quick."

Then proudly she accepts the gift

That Love has stooped to pick.

For days each time she passes

The vase of drooping weeds,

A smile will light her features

And her heart again is pleased.

When she cannot keep them any more,

She's as careful as can be;

She discards them very carefully

When her little one can't see.

For Love is such a special gift

Though offered as withered flowers;

And when mother's days are filled with Love,

They gleam with happy hours.

-Dorothy Smith

1984, Warner Press, Inc.

Hand-selected by Emily... from Grandma's flower bed.