Forsyth Park Caller May 2024

Portrait of a Mother

A mother can be almost any size or age, but she will not admit to
anything over 30. She has soft hands and smells good. A mother likes
new dresses, music, a clean house, her children’s kisses, an automatic
washer, and Daddy. A mother does not like her children sick, muddy
feet, temper tantrums, loud noise, or bad report cards. She can read a
thermometer (much to the amazement of Daddy) and like magic, can
kiss a hurt away. She can also bake good cakes and pies, but likes her
children to eat vegetables. A mother can stuff a fat baby into a snowsuit
in seconds and can kiss little faces and make them smile. She is
underpaid, has long hours, and gets very little rest. She worries too much
about her children. And no matter how old they are, she still likes to
think of them as her little babies. A mother is the guardian angel of the
family, the queen, the tender hand of love. She is the best friend anyone
ever has. A mother is love.

I Love You

I loved you from the very start, you stole my breath, embraced my heart.
Our life together has just begun, you’re part of me, my little one.
As mother with child, each day I grew, my mind was filled with
thoughts of you.
I’d daydream of the things we’d share, like late night bottles and teddy
bears.
Like first steps and skinned knees, like bedtime stories and ABCs.
I thought of things you’d like to know, like how birds fly and flowers
grow.
I thought of lessons I’d need to share, like standing tall and playing fair.
Each night I’d lay you down to sleep, gently kiss your head and cheek.
I count your fingers and your toes, I memorize your eye and nose.

Through misty eyes, I dim the light. I whisper “I love you” every night.
I loved you from the very start, you stole my breath, embraced my heart.
As mother and child our journey’s begun, my heart’s yours forever little
one.

Memorial Day

Remember those who served before, remember those who are no more.
Remember those who serve today, remember them all on memorial day.
-Emily Toma

On Memorial Day

On Memorial Day it is with pride. We honor those who fought and died.
For our great country they bravely fought, keeping our freedom ism
what they sought.
We must remember the lives they gave, for now as they slumber in the
grave,
It’s important still and is always right, to thank them for their heroic
fight.

This is Memorial Day

This is Memorial Day in our land of the free,
It’s because of those who sacrificed whose graves you’re here to see.
They fought on foreign lands and across the open sea, and paid the
ultimate price to keep you and I free.
So put all things aside and honor this important day,
Which we have dedicated for our Memorial Day,
-Samuel Lombardo

Chuckles

The math teacher saw that little Johnny wasn’t paying attention in
class. She called on him and said “Johnny-what are 3,4,28, and 44?”
Johnny quickly replied “NBC, CBS, ABC, and the Cartoon Network!”
A woman went to her doctor’s office. She was seen by one of the
new doctors, but after about 4 minutes, she burst out of the room
and ran down the hall. An older doctor asked her what the
problem was, and he went to see the younger doctor. “What’s the
matter with you?” he asked. “Mrs Terry is 63, has 4 grown
children and 7 grandchildren, and you told her she was pregnant!”
The younger doctor smiled smugly as he continued to write on the
clipboard. “Cured her hiccups didn’t it?”
Mr. Gable had a leak in the roof over his dining table, so he called
a repairman to look at it. “When did you first notice the leak?” the
repairman asked. “Last night when it took me two hours to finish
my soup!”
Finding one of the students making faces at others on the
playground, Ms Smith stopped to gently reprove the child. Smiling
sweetly, she said “Bobby, when I was a child, I was told if I made
ugly faces, it would freeze and I would stay like that.” Bobby looked
at Ms Smith and said “Well, Ms Smith, you can’t say you weren’t
warned!”