Sunnyside Ladies May Newsletter: Mothers of Today

Somebody’s Mother
Author unknown

The woman was old and ragged and gray

And bent with the chill of the winter's day.

The street was wet with the recent snow,

And the woman's feet were aged and slow.
She stood at the crossing and waited long,

Alone, uncared for, amid the throng

Of human beings who passed her by,

Nor heeded the glance of her anxious eye.
Down the street with laughter and shout,

Glad in the freedom of "school let out,"

Came the boys like a flock of sheep,

Hailing the snow piled white and deep.
Past the woman so old and gray

Hastened the children on their way,

Nor offered a helping hand to her,

So meek, so timid, afraid to stir,

Lest the carriage wheels or the horses' feet

Should crowd her down in the slippery street.
At last came one of the merry troop,

The gayest laddie of all the group;

He paused beside her and whispered low,

"I'll help you across if you wish to go."

Her aged hand on his strong young arm

She place, and so, without hurt or harm,

He guided her trembling feet along,

Proud that his own were firm and strong.
Then back again to his friends he went,

His young heart happy and well content.

"She's somebody's mother, boys, you know,

For all she's aged and poor and slow;
"And I hope some fellow will lend a hand

To help my mother, you understand,

If ever she's poor and old and gray,

When her own dear boy is far away."
And "somebody's mother" bowed low her head

In her home that night, and the prayer she said

Was, "God be kind to the noble boy

Who is somebody's son and pride and joy."

Notes from others: Your poem, “Somebody’s Mother”, is a poem that my Mother liked to read to an audience for Mother’s day. I have heard her do that many times.
Love
Aunty Mary

TO DO
This Mother’s Day,
Treat Mom to:

A scoop of her favorite frozen Yogurt
A Big grouping of Hydrangeas
Romantic lunch on the Porch
National Bike Month !!—bike ride

“Grandmas hold our tiny hands for just a little while,

but our hearts forever.”

Our newest grandmother, Luella,

A Mother is....

The DENTIST who uses a string.
The SUNSHINE on a cloudy day.
The STORY TELLER when you can't get to sleep.
The HAIR STYLIST on the night of the prom.
The DOCTOR who cures poison ivy.
The TEACHER who teaches about life.
The SEAMSTRESS who patches torn jeans.
The COMEDIAN who makes you laughs when you're down.
The CHEERLEADER at all sports activities.
The NURSE who bandages a scraped knee.
The ARTIST who teaches finger painting.
The LAUNDRY LADY who keeps you dressed so nice.
The BAKER who makes chocolate chip cookies.

ALSO..
The Lemonade Person:

LEMONS Not only do they smell fresh but they are good for cleaning also. They are used for pies, deodorant, ant killer-use the peel and lemonade

Clean your counter top with lemon and salt!!! After juicing a lemon rub the remainder on your elbows. Clean the bottom of copper pots with lemon and salt. A cleanser is add four cups water and one cup lemon juice using the peels to neutralize a harsh smell.
Mother can kiss and make it all better especially the little ones who have just bruised themselves.