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Mothers and daughters and grandsons and all the love in the world.



Welcome to a wonderful world

Precious little thing

This heart of mine is filled with love

And with the joy you bring


A smile plays about your mouth

You vocalize a coo

Your fingers tighten ‘round my thumb

As I am cuddling you


I marvel at your perfection

Special in every way

A gift that God made possible

A flower from His bouquet


There’s never been another child

Nor will there ever be

Who can fill the shoes meant for you

At least that’s what I see


7/48         Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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(For my mother, Leah DeWitt)

I saw your portrait yesterday
The likeness, Mom, is true
But paint applied to canvas square
Can’t truly depict you

It doesn’t show the attributes
That I call Mom’s Bouquet
It doesn’t show the guidance
That shaped my life each day
It doesn’t show the things you taught
As mind and body grew
When you ingrained within my soul
The proper things to do
Nor show your smile when life seemed frowns
At least I see not how
Or the magic healing in your hands
When placed upon my brow

Brushes and paint cannot convey
The patience always shown
Nor selflessness indulged on all
For which you were well known

It doesn’t show the way you shared
My many joys and woes
Or how you taught me ways to cope
With life’s big highs and lows
It certainly doesn’t capture
The marvel that was you
For surface beauty’s all one sees
Since that’s what portraits do
So, though I hang your likeness, Mom
It’s just a piece of art
And the real you, described herein
Is etched upon my heart

It’s a portrait of perfection
I wish the world could see
Throughout the years, you’ve always been
Just what a Mom should be

9/26/90 Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck

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