Gently, quietly they fall down,
Leaves silently resting upon the ground.
Similar to my home inside -
Where clutter is all pushed aside -
To make way for the decorations that lay
Everywhere on Thanksgiving day.
~ By: Me
This fall I helped a friend run her campaign during election season (unfortunately she did not win:(. She would look out at the breathtaking scene of golden leaves descending to the ground, would sigh and exclaim "nature is so beautiful with the golden leaves carpeting the ground - it reminds me of all the papers that are scattered all over my houses floor... It's sporadic, unorganized - so beautiful outside. My house however looks like a tornado ran through it!!"
Today I'm especially thankful for my mother, who - despite the clutter, and persevering through homeschooling all of us kiddos - is planning a magnificent thanksgiving feast and uses her incredible artistic skills to decorate (or at the very least finds inspiration with which to base decor on and has me apply it;).
4 comments:
Gotta love the Mom.
maggie
www.stampingwithmaggie.com
It's great to meet those on the other end of home education! Hats off to your mom.
I love that poem.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Brenda :)
Keep loving Mom and spending time with Mom. You will miss her when she is gone. I know I lost mine a month ago and am so lost.
http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/PatsPlace/
What a sweet poem and post!
~Kelli
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