seXieleXie
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My grandmother called me tonight
it seems my mother's day card arrived a few days early. she was literally crying with happiness when she read my card. she had to give the phone to my grandfather so she could compose herself. it was so sweet.
and it was so simple. the card was very plain, with a black and white picture of flowers on the outside, and blank on the inside. the message i wrote was also simple
words fail me when i try to write about how much i love you, so i'm borrowing the words of others. the first poem reminds me of you, the second poem reminds me of what you mean to me.
love,
lexie
and i enclosed the following poems
The Emigrant Irish
Eavan Boland
Like oil lamps, we put them out the back-
of our houses, of our minds. We had lights
better than, newer than and then
a time came, this time and now
we need them. Their dread, makeshift example:
they would have thrived on our necessities.
What they survived we could not even live.
By their lights now it is time to
imagine how they stood there, what they stood with,
that their possessions may become our power:
Cardboard. Iron. Their hardships parceled in them.
Patience. Fortitude. Long-suffering
in the bruise-colored dusk of the New World.
And all the old songs. And nothing to lose.
Sonnet 29
William Shakespere
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
this is probably the best response i've ever gotten from a mother's day present, and it cost me less than $2.00
i think it is a good reminder to me what is really important in gift giving, and it's not the price tag.
so what is the best mother's day gift you have given/recieved?
and it was so simple. the card was very plain, with a black and white picture of flowers on the outside, and blank on the inside. the message i wrote was also simple
words fail me when i try to write about how much i love you, so i'm borrowing the words of others. the first poem reminds me of you, the second poem reminds me of what you mean to me.
love,
lexie
and i enclosed the following poems
The Emigrant Irish
Eavan Boland
Like oil lamps, we put them out the back-
of our houses, of our minds. We had lights
better than, newer than and then
a time came, this time and now
we need them. Their dread, makeshift example:
they would have thrived on our necessities.
What they survived we could not even live.
By their lights now it is time to
imagine how they stood there, what they stood with,
that their possessions may become our power:
Cardboard. Iron. Their hardships parceled in them.
Patience. Fortitude. Long-suffering
in the bruise-colored dusk of the New World.
And all the old songs. And nothing to lose.
Sonnet 29
William Shakespere
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
this is probably the best response i've ever gotten from a mother's day present, and it cost me less than $2.00
so what is the best mother's day gift you have given/recieved?