How exciting! A brand new, made up, job well done!, poem style by my bloggy friend, Robin! Today we make history together. Robin made it; We’ll write it. It’ll be recorded in the halls of internet fame forever: Cuz you know, once you blog it you can’t take it back. 😛

I’ve chosen to write my Pensieve about Motherhood. A challenge since the poem utilizes each of the five senses. But I believe I can do it. Let’s see:

Proverbs 14:1 “The wise woman builds her house, But the foolish tears it down with her own hands.”

Motherhood

Envisioning each hope for her children as clearly as her own, a mother’s eyes unique alone

Laughing, sharing, correcting, teaching and guiding- a mother’s words imprinted on the hearts of the young

A mother’s hands doing double duty to discipline and comfort must never stop with the work to be done

No scented candle can compare with the fragrance of a baby’s embrace, a nuzzled neck at bedtime prayer, or the aroma of a wisely built home

The fruits of these labors sweet, a passion fruit unrivaled in all else of life.

Visit Robin @ Pensieve to see more! I can’t wait to see what everyone else wrote and I’m sure Robin can’t either. The above photo is of a statue by Charles Grafly at Wichita State.

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Hey, y’all! I’m Amber and I wear many hats. I drink a ton of coffee and I’m constantly sweeping crumbs off the floor. After 20+ years of homeschooling, we are starting over at preschool with our fourth, Lil Miss Mouse. She keeps us young and she’s the main reason for my excessive coffee consumption. Drink up!