Monday, February 28, 2011

Mama...a rainbow (song), a quote, and a poem (just for you, from me)

In the Publisher's Clearing House Trillion Dollar Grand Prize Sweepstakes (Of Life) I am a winner.

I'm not the only winner...a couple of sisters and a couple of brothers are winners too.

When I was small I used to think that I somehow chose my mother.

Like picking out the best ice cream flavor at Baskin Robbins.

You have to be choosy when you can only pick one.

Okay, so if I didn't hand pick her, then God did.

And seriously, jeez, I don't know how, but I sure must be on his good side.

He doesn't just send anybody "the best of the best".

Either way, I lucked out,

I lucked out big time.

When I think of how it is that I became to belong to my mother I like being more on the dreamy/fate side when talking about the gift of "her"...a sperm/egg meeting just doesn't cut it...(and most of us can't entertain "that" thought anyway w/o almost puking, no matter how old we are...right? ewwwww)

Okay so on to my angel mother...

I'm not going to go on and on telling you what a wonderful mother I have.

Those of you who know her, know how awesome, one of a kind-ish, she most certainly is.

Susan (my sister, the one who doesn't read this blog) has a favorite song that she would like to dedicate to our mother.

For years she's been trying somehow to incorporate this song into a "gift" for our Marmie.

The other night it was suggested that Googie sing this for grandma.

Now Googie loves her grandmother, she loves her dearly (like no other) but there was no way (no way in hell) she was going to warble this little ditty, (she'd never ever heard it and she is a perfectionist so no way was this gonna happen with no advance rehearsal) especially to be preserved on a video tape (that could be used later, blackmail style) I thought I'd just print the lyrics.

So for you Marmie with love from Susan ( your daughter that doesn't read this blog) ......


Mama, a rainbow...
What do you give to the lady who has given
All her life and love to you
What do you give to the reason you are livin'
I could window shop the world
Before I'm through

Mama, a rainbow
Mama, a sunrise
Mama, the moon to wear
That's not good enough
No not good enough
Not for Mama

Mama, a palace
Diamonds like door knobs
Mountains of gold to spare
That's not rich enough
No not rich enough
Not for Mama

Mama, a life time crowded with laughter
That's not long enough
Not half long enough

What can I give you
That I can give you
What will your present be
Mama, young and beautiful
Always young and beautiful
That's the Mama I'll always see...
That's the Mama with love from me

What can I give you
What will your present be
Mama, young and beautiful
Always young and beautiful
That's the Mama I'll always see...
That's the Mama with - love - from - me...

 All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother. ~Abraham Lincoln 

Mother and Daughter

We're daughter and mother
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.
--- Anonymous

Happy birthday (2-27) to the most wonderful of mothers....

Here's lookin at you kid.... xoxoxoxox

MAMA...ALWAYS YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL, don't tell Susan (the one who doesn't read this blog) that I sent you a rainbow for your birthday..she'll kick my ass rear.

I love you!

DISCLAIMER...I'd better protect my life and limb be kind and write that Susan, my sister (TheOneWhoDoesn'tReadThisBlog) dedicates the above song to our mother. Just coverin my ass sayin...

1 comment:

  1. Dear PRETTY BETSY BROWN and PRETTY BLACK EYED SUSAN: I am so happy to be loved by you two. You are my joy... You always have my heart, I am so touched by your RAINBOW!!!! I never picture myself as someone that is so loved by her children. I always think that I love the most, the hardest and the deepest...Thank you so much for this. I have printed it out to have, to put in my treasure box along with the cards you send. Yes, I do save everything you all send and look at it at least once a year. I adore you , Your Mother


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