One Mother’s Touch

By Fuana Tmarsel —-

Being a mother is probably the most difficult profession in the world; yet its rewards are immediate and endless. In our culture, saying “your mother” is considered an insult because it is dishonoring someone who brought us into the world. Mothers in Palau are held in high regard because we recognize their hard role in raising children and building a good home.  I heard this song this morning at church and wanted to pass it on to all mothers. It says:

“M” is for the million things she gave me

“O” means only that she’s growing old

“T” is for the tears she shed to save me

“H” is for her heart of purest gold

“E” is for her eyes with love-light shining

“R” means right and right she’ll always be

Put them all together they spell MOTHER, a word that means the world to me. When I was but a baby, long before I learned to walk, While lying in my cradle, I would try my best to talk; It wasn’t long before I spoke and all the neighbors heard,

My folks were very proud of me for “Mother” was the word. Although I’ll never lay a claim to fame, I’m satisfied that I can spell the name: “M” is for the mercy she possesses “O” means that I owe her all I own “T” is for her tender, sweet caresses “H” is for her hands that made a home “E” means ev’rything she’s done to help me “R” means real and regular, you see

Put them all together they spell MOTHER, a word that means the world to me.”

Words are not always enough to express what Mothers mean to us. I remember my mother in the following poem I wrote and hope that in a small way it will help us all to appreciate the our mothers for the many good things they  are to us. Happy Mother’s Day!!!!

Mamang, the Most beautiful word

In your hands, I felt life’s softest embrace,
In your tenderness, I understood love,
In your quietness, I saw the face of self-control,
In your giving, I learned merciful compassion,
In your admonitions, I felt belonging,
In your anger, I realized justice,
In your fear, I saw humanity,
In your suffering, I experienced life’s precious presence of God,
In your faith, I heard God’s triumphant call,
In your death, I overcame life’s deepest sorrow.
You were a tower of strength, an overcomer of great adversity
You are the woman I am proud to call Mamang – the most beautiful word in the world to me.

 

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