Moms Do Lots Of Things

The good men do, most owe to their mothers.

What the wife gets, is generally what the Mom fashioned.  But, he will still behave like his dad.
What the wife gets, is generally what the Mom fashioned. But, he will still behave like his dad. | Source

by Demas

Moms do lots of things.

The thing they do best is care.

Where and how they learned to care,

I guess usually comes from another Mom...

Their own.

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Dad's can't train Moms to care,

Though some Dads care, too.

Dads just don't train sons to care.

Moms train sons to care.

They do it by example.

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Like the nights the fevers raged

Low and high, no matter.

Her cool hands (when the fever was low,)

And her "ice cold" hands (when the fever was high,)

Said, even without words, "I care."

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Those sporting events

That weren't World Series caliber,

Were somehow elevated to that level

Because "Mom cared."

She even learned the fine points of

The sports in case there ever were

Any "fine" points to comment on.

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My Mom made her kids the center

Of the home she loved and cared for.

But we each knew the real center

Of our home was Mom, like the drop

Which starts the caring circles

Reaching outward.

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Mom was (and by our good fortune

Still is) as near as the nearest phone,

As intense at listening as when we

Chatted alone of the stages of things

We thought so supreme in our lives,

And we knew (and know) her caring.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The biggest secret she kept

Was that she didn't really know

The right answer for everything.

Unnoticed she left us free to learn

For ourselves those answers which,

Once learned, we felt she always knew

Were right for us.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~

In reality, those answers came

Because she cared enough to

Prepare us properly to find them

For ourselves, against the day

When we might need to call,

But the phone would only ring,

Or not ring at all.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Like the other rings, those of her caring,

The matching circles, enlarging

And ennobled, one day will reach

Another shore and take on fresh outlines

Of that place, only to return

With the echoes of how much she still

Cares.


Copyright 2003 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.

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Comments 7 comments

marellen 4 years ago

What a wonderful tribute to your Mom. I hope my kids think I live up to her standard.


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geetika iyer 4 years ago from India

Moms add their own self in us! Sometimes their wisdom creeps in at the least expected moment. Moms leave a part of them in us!


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hoteltravel 4 years ago from Thailand

So simple yet so eloquent! I love your poems. It is my mom's birthday this week and I am going to send this to her. No! I won't claim it as mine.


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PDXKaraokeGuy 4 years ago from Portland, Oregon

wonderful dedication to moms and your mom!


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Houa Lor 4 years ago from Minnesota

What a wonderful piece!


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Bonitaanna 4 years ago from Oil City, PA

My sons need to read your writing about this. Two of them have seened to forgot about what their Mom did for them and it is sad, but many Moms are in the same situation and can only pray about it! You seem to hit the nail right on the head. I had three sons who all played baseball for many years and I had 9 games a week to go to, plus one played football. We mothers, most of us try to take part evenly spread between all our children so that there is none that feel left out. Sometimes it is just impossible to please them all, but we keep trying.


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Perspycacious 4 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond Author

For all who have read or added their comments, Happy Mothers Day and may you enjoy many, many more.

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