I don't think I would have been a good mother. Being a parent brings immense responsibility. It's a Herculean task. It would be almost too much for me.
quote by Julie Christie
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I remind everyone: Whether you school them at home or send them to school, you as a parent have the responsibility to make sure they learn and behave. Teachers and principals may help, but parents are the ones who must accept responsibility.
quote by Ernest Istook
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A bad or good
What is bad or good?
it is like taste in food
you can never distinguish
it has close finish
It may be over done
it might not have been visualized by any one
what is bad can be good in individual's eye?
we must understand and sincerely try
Good advice may be felt very bad
it may take away peace and make us sad
there is difference between bad or good act
we may be sometimes unreasonable to react
There is right perception to over look
Good food can be spoiled by an expert cook
One bad act may shake your belief
It may give you jolt and doesn't provide relief
Charity begins at home
Good gesture is always welcome
there is definite lacuna somewhere
it is nice always to take care
Love to do the things self and enjoy
The child is always happy with the toy
Bitter words offer discomforts and annoy
Good friends never act as decoy
It is herculean task to evaluate
There nothing to offer or relate
you can speak clearly and state
it should be offered in time and not very late
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nectar of immortality
Nectar of immortality
Is my mother
My mother is here with me
To grants every wish
All the lights of every colors
Shape design turned an
Infinity with my mother
I salute my mother for
Her immense integrity
Courage and determination
I have no language to
Express my mother's beauty
And power and love
My mother is pillar of strength.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Nomad Exquisite
As the immense dew of Florida
Brings forth
The big-finned palm
And green vine angering for life,
As the immense dew of Florida
Brings forth hymn and hymn
From the beholder,
Beholding all these green sides
And gold sides of green sides,
And blessed mornings,
Meet for the eye of the young alligator,
And lightning colors
So, in me, comes flinging
Forms, flames, and the flakes of flames.
poem by Wallace Stevens
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Mere Cells
blood runs
never asking
why it is squeezed
through tunnels
wedged between
blocks of cells
to give life
or does it?
the air flows
up and down
down and up
circling the earth
enabling rain
giving life
fueling man and plants
never asking
why such the herculean task
with its lightness?
or does it?
a current flows
bonding the world
mother and child
brothers and sisters
god and men
never asking why
or does it?
by its grace
the heart beat
the hair grow
your unsettled self
mom fret a thousand miles away
the universal mind
makes us mere cells
in its components
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Children that are raised in a home with a married mother and father consistently do better in every measure of well-being than their peers who come from divorced or step-parent, single-parent, cohabiting homes.
quote by Todd Tiahrt
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An Honest Mistake
An excuse to be made requires a looking to avoid responsibility for their own actions.
'What do you mean? '
Well you do have a reason why your children are in foster care?
'Yes'
Well answer me this excluding the existing circumstances of the traumatic event, who would you blame?
'Are you saying I'm a bad parent? '
I think you did the best you could, or at least I hope you did.
But regardless of what situation a kid is in, would you deny them either their mother or father.
'I most certainly would not'
Then admit your mistake and move on.
It is how we all learn.
Time waits for no one, and your children will soon be grown and gone.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Like My Mother
There's candy
Icecream
Chocalate
Good dreams
And I like my Mother!
Mothers are sweet
Mothers are nice
They help you
Give you good advice
And they make you cookies!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I Like my Mother!
I really
Like
My Mother!
Theres Uncles
Cousins
Sisters
Brothers
Fathe rs
And I like my Mother!
And I pray God
You'll let my Mother live a thousand years
So I don't have to get a job or do anything
And I can just live with my mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I like my Mother!
I really
Like
My Mother!
poem by Art Paul Schlosser
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Being a teenager and stuff, where you have the responsibility to do things right, I mean sometimes people are going to look up to you, that's your obligation as an actor, or as someone who's in the public eye, to do the right thing. You've got to keep your record clean because it's your responsibility to everyone who's ever watched your film, and that's something that you sign on to when you work on a film, when you get into this business that is something that you take with the acting, you know, the responsibility of life outside of that. So I guess that it's a little more pressure, but it's good pressure, you know? It's a motivation to do good things. Not that I wouldn't anyway.
quote by Haley Joel Osment
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That One Should Have Lived Longer
In my mother house
There was a cat among some cats
As the drifted away
Mother was no where to be found
But at the market place
A page in mother's diary
Read "My simple cat will be in charge as mother leaves"
A watch, security, maid, keeper, cook, servant! !
How ever they chose to call him
He still remained as he
Others of his kind were "catting" mother's fish their own
Almost every kind lambasted him
But he still remained he
And said to himself "quiet conscience gives me strength"
For his simplicity saved his name in mother's diary
As at noon and afternoon
Cat busy finishing his day's task before mother comes back
Mother shall come back soon that he knew
This cat made peace with mice
He was called the MICEFRIEND
As dusk loomed large
To explode in the sky for night to come
Night comes for mother to come
But cat's task seemed like it was never enough
As a day was assumed to be enough
Cat went across the street to get dinner ready
Peeep! Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! !
The public bus has ran over the cat
The cat fell cold and dead
With a day's task unfinished
Who shall continue his left duties?
Who would mother say congrats if mother comes back home?
As dusk loomed larger and had exploded darkness for the night to rule
Mother came back from the market place
And the league of the extraordinary cat was ended
poem by by unknown author
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The truth of the matter is, you lose a parent to murder when you're 10 years old, and in fact at the time of the murder you hate your lost parent, my mother in my case.
quote by James Ellroy
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Responsibility (For What Is Right)
i cannot get past the image
of a small boy kneeling
between the dead bodies
of his mother and father,
tears running down his face,
praying....
if we do not take responsibility
for what is wrong in this world...
we cannot claim responsibility
for what is right!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Should we feel
Should we feel ashamed of poor parent?
Is it the feeling so basic and inherent?
Can we make the difference not apparent?
What should and can be the real intent?
Do we need parents so rich?
Can they take us to highest peak or reach?
Can they make us to read human values?
Do they have any way to find the clues?
Can the poor parents prove to be real hindrance?
Can any one sight even single instance?
Are all big celebrities belonging to or from rich background?
Safe position and fortunes easily found
Poor parent never failed to teach
lessons of simplicity and hard work ready to preach
Never taught disobedience and rules to breach
Stories of fairly tales and not those of witch
May there be some compelling circumstances to yield
insistence for more efforts and hard labor in the field
Never to surrender or yield to pressure
Future for child always assure
It may not be matter of great concern
Can not disassociate self as matter of discern
Certainly Herculean task and very much on hand
Days are far off when child may grow and act as friend
Rich can afford and have an easy access
Relentless efforts for good education with no recess
Rich may prove and excel with his entire source
Poor may face problem but come out with force
Rich and poor really does not matter
Caliber is to be proved on simple platter
Not that rich may only shine
Poor may not leg behind and achieve the fine
Intelligence and personality is not anybody’s domain
Rich may find place and poor outside remain
Opportunities are open and free for all
Hard work and dedication is the final call
Strive so hard to reach on the top
Endless drive or progress non stop
What matters most is brilliant show?
River may remain calm after furious flow
Some of the youngsters blame the parent
For hardship and misery prevalent at present
There is lack of understanding and vision absent
It is like shadow on moon when looks like crescent
Many have come of their own despite being poor
Nothing prevented them from knocking the door
It was zeal and determined efforts to attain
Highest position and dignity to maintain
Good children bring credit to parent
They consider the opportunity as heavenly sent
What matters most is utilization of source?
It may shape the future with available force
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Responsibility
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-eee,
Into my life came responsibility.
Shes got some shakin, kickin, sailin, long blonde hair,
And when I want to get off you know shell take me there.
Im talkin bout ...
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-eee,
She fill me up with responsibility.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-eee,
She fill me up and let me down, cant you see ...
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons-ibil-ity.
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons--responsibility.
Life is full of re ...
Re-re--responsibility.
Life is full of responsibility.
And Im responsible for you and me.
Good lovin messin up my mind,
A chick like this one is so hard to find.
She takes care of everything I need,
And when I want some stuff you know that she takes heed.
Im talkin bout ...
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-eee,
She fill me up with responsibility -- yeah.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-eee,
She fill me up and let me down, cant you see ...
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons-ibil-ity.
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons--responsibility.
Life is full of re ...
Re-re--responsibility.
Life is full of responsibility.
And Im responsible as I can be.
Yeah, responsible, responsible baby.
Yeah, responsible.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-eee.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-eee.
Responsible, responsible baby.
Im tryin to be responsible, responsible baby ...
... yeah, ayyyy ... yeah ... ayyyy ...
Every day, baby; yes I am, baby; you know I can, baby.
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons-ibil-ity.
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons--responsibility.
Life is full of re ...
Re-re--responsibility.
Life is full of responsibility.
And Im responsible for you and me.
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons-ibil-ity.
Life is full of re ...
Re-spons--responsibility.
Life is full of re ...
Re-re--responsibility.
Life is full of responsibility.
And Im responsible for you and me.
(to fade ...)
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Daughter...Best Friend Sister Mother to Me...My Precious Melina
Melina...My Daughter, Best Friend, Sister and Mother To Me.
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Melina....the superstar of my life...
You walked along with me and soon became my great friend
Then hurt walked left a shattered life we have much to mend
Youthful life, kids to guide, a great toll in your hands lay,
With every fall you must rise a Herculean Task you got to play
Precious jewel, indeed a God's Blesings a wonder like you.
I awake to cross the line of our next phase, though i fear it so
Its time to let go, the many decisions, you must make
No longer to soon, to lose you to the world outside, a step i take
You gave me time, now i step behind, as u travel on your own
My job will be, still undone, even with the years fast flown.....
Perfected with unspoken pain, a quality, a style, and good grace.
May God be with you, as with dignity you softly tread in life's race
love Mum
Create Date: Saturday, April 17,2010
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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A Mother's Heart.
Mother's heart is always so PURE,
That always makes you CURE.
Mother's heart always WORRIES,
When she hears kids QUERIES.
Mother's heart is always with COMFORT,
When kids are in TROUBLE.
Mother's heart is always STRONG,
When we try to mend our WRONGS.
Mother's heart is always at TASK,
When we always ASK.
Mother's heart is always at CALL,
When we always FALL.
Mother's heart is always RIGHT,
When we take things LIGHT.
And if I had a choice of Mother's -
You would be the on I'd select.
poem by Anju Addanki
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Fatso & His Lady!
That mango tree was no normal
It got immense love so mortal
From dawn to dusk he watered
Hoping it is never left shattered
Plucking the fruits in noon
He sat by it with all bloom.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
What is it that brings that bloom
In this man so fat & hair so white
Was the thought that always rung
When I usually see him sing.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
My lady love sowed this seed
& fed to it her life
I cried cried & I cried
And one day she grew up
Through ground & this is it
He told with a whisper.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so immortal
Telling his tale of love
He had the last mango from it
He bore a smile on face
A tear in each eye
The seed in his palm.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
Inspite of it being watered
Although I gave utmost care
In no time it became dry
And in air remained only their love……..
poem by BhanuPrakash Singh
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Rest of life
Days and nights count
Pressure slowly mounts
Life seems to be Herculean task
You get no answer even if you ask
Life can not be carried on
Single handedly never won
When one of the soul is heavenly flown
Another one remains behind to own
She will desperately try
Hold her tears but do not cry
People may come forward and ask why?
You may go down and feel very shy
Extremely difficult for man to survive
Heart broken and nothing left to revive
Woman can still resist the shock
Man will be down with time in clock
Still the situation same for both
Responsibility to share without any growth
Hurdles many and concerns more
Life is to be spent for everything to score
You have life to hang on
Kids and parents to be grown
No let up and situation to overcome
With heavy heart you have to stand and welcome
You are destined to face
It is tough and cruel race
You can not loose it in any case
It is crucial and difficult phase
Person tries all the means in adverse situation
The same will not go on with same continuation
There will end some where in sight
But single handedly you will have to fight
No one ends life and commit suicide
Whoa re we to think and decide?
Life is meant to be pursued and carried on
It hardly matter if it lost or won
It is individual’s courage
He or she will ably manage
This situation may come in any age
No one has any idea to guess
Almighty is generous enough to grant you some wisdom
You are gifted with common sense and freedom
You become wise and loose the hold seldom
Though it may create some isolation and boredom
Time is healing factor
You are bound to function as an actor
You have your own world to cope with
You are now sound enough and equipped with teeth
You may carry everybody to the shore
You did all in your capacity to explore
Nothing deterred you from solid performance
You excelled every time and swam at once
You need not worry for the later part
This was thrust upon you from the start
You chose the course and did not deviate
You went ahead on right path and initiated
You have heaved a sigh of relief
You had strong conviction and belief
It has given you the immense strength
The life is synchronized now with good wave length
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I shall try
I shall try but you behold
It is heavenly and real fold
“I may not get no rest” until it is told
I need no precious stones or gold
Can I ask for your hand?
I shall hold it forever as friend
Give me a chance in your life
Will you be ever mine as wife?
What more can I ask?
When it is Herculean task
I shall prove first
Then seek your hand at last
You just see it as logically
We shall remain happily
Not that I am ordinary
But it is quite necessary
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Real Goddess
Today my mother
Came to my house
With lots of blessing
And full of good wishing
To live long
Happy and healthy
Progressive and wealthy
My mother
My sweet mother
My beautiful mother
My loving mother
My real goddess
My ever goodness
My first lady I loved
My life my mother
My soul my mother
My God-gift my mother
My pride my mother
My aim my mother
My teacher my mother
My friend my mother
My preacher my mother
My daughter's face look-like my mother
My daughter my little mother
O the Absolute Almighty
Give me my mother
Again and again
And again and again
My mother
Only my mother.
poem by Dr. P. K. Verma
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