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 A Poem For All you Mothers
 

When God created woman he was working late one evening.
An angel came by and said: “Why spend so much time on that one?”
And the creator answered: “Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her?”
“She must be washable, but not made of plastic; have more than 200 moving parts, all of which must be replaceable; and she must function on all kinds of food. She must be able to embrace several kids at the same time; give a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart; and she must do all this with only two hands.”
The angel was impressed.
“Just two hands…impossible!”
And this is the standard model!!
“Too much work for one day…wait until tomorrow and then complete her.”
“I will not,” said the creator. “I am so close to completing this creation, which will be the favourite of my heart.”
“She cures herself when sick and can work 18 hours a day.”
The angel came nearer and touched the woman.
“But you have made her so soft, God.”
“She is soft,” said God “but I have also made her strong.”
“You can’t imagine what she can endure and overcome.”
“Can she think?” the angel asked.
The creator answered: “Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate.”
The angel touched the woman's cheeks…“God, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her.’
“She is not leaking…it’s a tear,” God corrected the angel.
“What’s it for?” asked the angel and God said: “Tears are her way of expressing grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her cry.”
This made a big impression on the angel: “God, you are a genius. You thought of everything. The woman is indeed marvelous!”
“Indeed she is.”
Woman has strength that amazes man.
She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens.
She holds happiness, love and opinions.
She smiles when she feels like screaming.
She sings when she feels like crying, cries when she is happy and laughs when she is afraid.
She fights for what she believes in.
Stand up against injustice.
She doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer, when she can see a better solution.
She gives herself so her family can strive.
She takes her friend to the doctor if she is afraid.
Her love is unconditional.
She cries when her kids are victorious.
She is happy when her friends do well.
She is glad when she hears of a birth or a wedding.
Her heart is broken when a next of kin or friend dies.
But she finds the strength to get on with life.
She knows that a kiss and a hug can heal a broken heart.
There is only one thing wrong with her
She forgets what she is worth…

With love, to all our mothers
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 To all bloggers
 

Library cat's wife is in the hospital with an heart attack apparently. She is in stable condtion right now. We all need to get together and pray for him and his family. Also please send your postive and healing prayers toward his wife and him. God Bless them both and their family.
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 Halloween Ball
 

A couple was invited to a swanky masked Halloween Party. She got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed, and there was no need of his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went. The wife, after sleeping soundly for one hour, awakened without pain and as it was still early, she decided to go the party.

In as much as her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him. She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice chick he could, and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there. His wife sidled up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he left his partner high and dry and devoted his time to the new stuff that had just arrived. She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he was her husband. Finally, he whispered the usual proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars. Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would make for his behavior.

She was sitting up reading when he came in and asked what kind of a time he had. He said, "Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you're not there."Then she asked, "Did you dance much?" He replied, I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening.

"But you're not going to believe what happened to the guy I loaned my costume to......."

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