Mother

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God Gave Me An Angel

God gave me an angel right here on earth,
She taught me my values and gave me self worth,
She guides me through life with her wisdom, God's light,
She steers me from wrong, and leads me toward right.

She stands by my side when things are rough,
She taught me in bad times we need to be tough.
She is there when I need her throughout all my years,
She laughed with me in happy times, and comforted my tears.

My angel on earth was sent from above,
God paid her not in wages, but with eternal love.
She has been my confidante, my rock, my protector,
And when God says her job is through, I know I won't forget her.

She need not a halo, or silken wings of grace,
For the glory of God's love shines upon her face.
My Guardian angel, can be replaced by no other,
She is gods gift to me - I call her my dear mother.

My Mother (teresa)

My name is Lisa and this web page is for my mother Teresa. She is a single mother of three. She has always worked hard to give us everything we needed and more. I have to say she has done a great job at being the best mom any girl could ask for.Although she struggled when we was little she came out on top at the end now she is a sussesful women. she has owned and ran tempory services for the past 20 years. she was born and raised in texas and over came many obsticals there. she moved to florida in 95. said she was going to become a beach bomb. now she has four grandchildren and three step grandchildren. lets not forget her dog chaco. i could go on forever and tell you her whole life story.but to rap it up it one sentence i would have to say that sentence would be- my mother is the greatest mother, friend, daughter, sister, grandmother anyone could ask for.

This web page is dedicated to my mother to show her how much she is loved.

Lisa

I love you

Mothers and Daughters

We're daughters and mothers
Not so long ago.
We give and take
And take and give
Along time's endless row.
Love is passed
And love received
To be passed on again:
A precious heirloom
Twice, twice blessed,
A spiritual cardigan.

I'll put it on
And treasure it,
The me I have received,
And when the roles
Reverse again,
I'll have what I most need.

So may our love
Go on and on,
A hundred thousand years;
Mothers and daughters,
Daughters and mothers,
Through joys and other tears.
Mothers and Daughters

We're daughters and mothers
Not so long ago.
We give and take
And take and give
Along time's endless row.
Love is passed
And love received
To be passed on again:
A precious heirloom
Twice, twice blessed,
A spiritual cardigan.

I'll put it on
And treasure it,
The me I have received,
And when the roles
Reverse again,
I'll have what I most need.

So may our love
Go on and on,
A hundred thousand years;
Mothers and daughters,
Daughters and mothers,
Through joys and other tears.

This is a few of the people who love you

11/1/01 - Added new photos to Vacation Album page.

Your Mother

A Bond Between a Mother and a Daughter

Open her heart to the blessings around her.
Show her that joy and Jesus surround her.
Help her to trust in the bible, not fear it.
Teach her that fantasies are the wings of the spirit.
Guide her with love and quiet persuasion.
For she is the Lord's pleasure, his cloud of creation.

Your son

I love you

My Bridge

Mother, as I look back over the years,
I see you there in my memories . . .
soft toned reflections,
like the sun on
a millstone pond at dusk . . .

You've always protected me,
sometimes overly so
and I know you worry,
perhaps too much, trying
to understand my crazy ways . . .
but your love has never wavered.

Your support and insight,
thoughtfulness and encouragement
have been my bridge . . .
a bridge of sighs, smiles and love
that spans the dark chasms
of my existence.

Of all the good things in my life,
those precious things . . .
innumerable stars and rare jewels . . .
you are the most true.

My Sister, My Friend

My Sister, My friend,
we have been through a lot,
some rough times,
some sad times,
some fun times,
some good times,
some times I'll never forget,
and some times I wish I could,
you are not only my sister,
but my best friend I could ever have,
we have been through a lot together,
and I hope there are more good ones to come.

Hailey and Zachary

two grandchildren who loves there nana

Cody

A grandson you dont see that ofter

From God's Hands To Yours

A miracle it is said
of each girl and boy born.
Sown seeds of Love
that parents can enjoy.

Most babies are perfection.
Although some may have a flaw
These will need acceptance.
It is God's most Holy Law.

Made in His own image,
these sweet little ones
have only just left Father
for their earthly homes.

So treat them like treasure
for that is what they are.
Little tiny bits of Heaven
having traveled so very far.

Just nourish them gently.
Like plants they will grow
Creating such loving memories,
Heavenly Father deems it so.

A child is His precious gift.
So innocent, loving and pure.
Sent from Heaven up above.
From God's Hands to yours.

Craig

The man in your life