Scrapbook

from....

~Mother's Scrapbook~
Music is: "Yesterday"

My mother was a woman of few words.

We were surprised when we found this scrapbook after her death-
January, 1998.

Her scrapbook, put together in the 1940's,
is a collection prose and poetry devoted to....
womanhood, family, faith, seasons, love, friends, and the like.

These two,very different selections, placed on the same page
in her scrapbook,
are the first of many selections
I will be sharing with you in the future.

I hope it will help you to know my mother....

a beautiful person of deep thoughts
and subtle sense of humor.

10/99

Fall was my mother's favorite time of the year.
After a long, hot summer
"putting up" things from the garden,
she always welcomed the cool, crisp days
and the quiet beauty of Autumn.

Sunday Breakfast in October
By Eunice Mildred LonCoshe

A mound of pink-cheeked peaches
sliced in cream;

A willow platter filled with
country ham

The sunlight pricks a sudden ruby gleam
within the glass of red raspberry jam.

The clover honey,
and the steaming stack of buckwheat cakes
to greet

October Day.

Thick yellow cream,
and coffee hot and black.

The second blooming of the delphinium
sprays outside the window
as they bend and nod.

While over all
a mellow church bell rings
To bid us give our morning hearts

to God,

And thank the Giver of all goodly things !

Home Groan
by W.E. Farbstein

There'd be less fuss in married life...

if husbands would extend
the selfsame courtesy to a wife

that they do to an average friend.......

Or even a little less

Would be O.K., I guess !

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Click Here to check out a couple ofMother's
Thanksgiving pieces

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Home Groan by W.E. Farbstein

Home Groan
by W.E. Farbstein