In a recent poll about favourite words the number one word was 'mother'. Who can argue with that? 'Mother' is the one who loves you unconditionally from the moment you make your appearance in the world, without you doing anything at all. Most babies' first word is mamma, except mine whose first word was 'bang' and then their father's name.
Apart from 'mother' I have a whole list of words that cheer me up and give me strength, here they are:-
My poem for the day is by Mary Russell Mitford and seems just right for these end of summer days.
Within my little garden is a flower,
A tuft of flowers most like a sheaf of corn,
The lilac-blossomed daisy that is born
At Michaelmas, wrought by the gentle power
Of this sweet autumn into one bright shower
Of bloomy beauty. Spring hath nought more fair.
Four sister butterflies inhabit there,
Gay gentle creatures! Round that odorous bower
They weave their dance of joy the lifelong day,
Seeming to bless the sunshine; and at night
Fold their enamelled wings as if to pray.
Home-loving pretty ones! would that I might
For richer gifts as cheerful tribute pay,
So meet the rising dawn, so hail the parting ray.
|Plumbago, a beautiful blue|