Me and some of the boys
Were sitting around the other night
Started talking about politics, religion
Love of life
And what a shame it was about 9-11
And what about Hell
And what about Heaven
And is there or isn't there
Angels here on earth
And then one guy said
Well, you can take that for what it's worth
If it's something I can see or something I can touch
Hell, I might believe in all that stuff.
So, I just had to say to him
Are you telling me
You've never seen an angel
Never felt the presence
Of one standing by
No robe of white
No halo in sight
Well, you missed the most obvious thing
Man are you blind
Just look in your mother's eyes.
And then I said
Who went through the pain
And smiled through the tears on the day of your birth
She counted your fingers and toes
And thanked God you were whole
Son, you oughta know who loved you first.
That's right.
And who always came runnin'
Everytime you cried out
And how many more things have you forgotten about
And who tried their best
To teach you wrong from right
And how many nights
Did she leave on the light
While she waited and prayed
Till you came in?
And who'll be there for ya
Right up to the end.
Think about it man.
Are you telling me
You've never seen an angel
Never felt the presence
of one standing by
No robe of white
No halo in sight
Well. you missed the most obvious thing
Ah, man are you blind
Just look in your mother's eyes.
Ah, man are you blind
Just look in your mother's eyes.
That's right...
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My Mom loved her family. Blood was thicker than water... and no matter what you had, you always had enough for family if they needed you. I remember cousins living with us when we were younger. I remember spending hours driving from Indiana to New York to be with family for the holidays. My poor Mom and three brats (my brothers and I) fighting all the way. She was not perfect, but she was my Mom, and I loved her very much. I wish I had been a better Daughter to her... but I know she loved me, and forgave me my shortcoming. I remember when Matthew was born, she drove all night from New York so she could be here to see him the next day. She was so excited to see her first Grandchild. I wish she had had more time with him, and he had gotten to know her better. I miss you.... MomNo matter how small or how blurry, any photo I have of my Mom is a treasure to me. This is one of the few photos I have of her. It was taken in the 1970s when we lived in Texas.
I decided to take a peak and see if anyone was at home... I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw Momma Robin in her nest. I had seen the Daddy out in the yard, so I guess I did not expect her to be on the nest... but here she was... just as quiet as could be. I was a little surprised she didn’t attack me... but she let me try to take several photos... this was the best one I got... I didnot want to get to close... I did not want to overstay my welcome or scare her.
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