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Friday, June 28, 2013

Art ~ The Colors of Wife & Mother ~ by PGA & PFL (1998)

PGA ~ did the whole drawing.

PFL ~ at age 9, did the coloring of everything except mother.

EBS ~ just sat there and watch TV.

PSI ~ at age 7, must be somewhere, reading a book or riding his bicycle.

Click on picture to enlarge.

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Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Mother, You're Just An Angel

Here is my current preferred lyrics and style of singing this song.

[If you choose to sing V3 onwards (normally spoken)...

the first 3 notes... is the same as first 3 notes from 'V1 & V2,

i.e. 'There are friends' & 'Though her hands'... and...

the rest of the verse should flow with the same flavor]

I built a chorus from part of the lyrics so others can join in and sing to their mothers as well.

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This is the original.

My Mother (You're just an angel and I love you) ~ Hank Snow

http://youtu.be/BgMzamBkMlU
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Lyrics:

My Current Preferred Version

Mother, You're Just An Angel

~ original Music & Lyrics, and sung by Hank Snow

~ also sung by Slim Dusty

~ title & lyrics, very slightly edited by PGA

[Part 1 of 2

~ for all occasions,

~ especially a happy one.]

[V1]

There are friends who'll want you, but just for a day

There are pals you think are true, but they'll cast you away

But there's one loving soul, I'll sure recommend

She's your mother, God loves her, she'll be true till the end

[Chorus]

Mother, you're just an angel and I love you.

[V2]

Though her hands are all wrinkled and old,

Silver hair that has lost all its glow

You've wandered and roamed, all through the years

And sometimes you've left her, with heartaches and tears

[1st Optional Pre-Ending with Chorus below]

So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true

[Chorus]

Mother, you're just an angel and I love you.

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[Part 2 of 2

~ for some occasions,

~ especially a SAD one,

~ or just to present this song in its entirety.]

[If you choose to sing V3 onwards (normally spoken)...

the first 3 notes... is the same as first 3 notes from 'V1 & V2,

i.e. 'There are friends' & 'Though her hands'... and...

the rest of the verse should flow with the same flavor]

[V3] ~ [Spoken or Sung]

On the door of a cottage, a wreath sadly hung

And a hearse stood there awaiting, till choir had sung

There were flowers in their beauty, and the Preacher, he prayed

This was the last tribute, as we left... for her grave

[Chorus]

Mother you're just an angel and I love you.

[V4] ~ [Spoken or Sung]

She won't meet you tonight, when you crave her caress

She has reared you to adulthood, and now you've laid her to rest

Those flowers in their beauty, to her they're unknown

Cause tonight she's with the angels, up around God's great throne

[Chorus]

Mother, you're just an angel and I love you.

[V5] ~ [Spoken or Sung]

So don't wait, that late, to try and repay

Give those flowers, and those treasures, but... give them today

Let her know that you love her, and show that you care

Because she's your mother, she's as true as a prayer

[2nd Optional Pre-Ending with Chorus below]

So kiss her old brow whisper softly and true

[Chorus]

Mother, you're just an angel and I love you.

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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Story ~ I Hate My Mother ~ Newspaper Cut-Out

This is actually and Advertisement but a lot of people take this story as true.

However, it's a nice story.

Story ~ I Hate My Mother ~ Newspaper Cut-Out

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A Mother's Love

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Sunday, March 04, 2012

Wooya Cup ~ a Gift to Mum on her Birthday (1999)

This Wooya Cup was a Birthday Gift in 1999 to a Mother from her children, a Daughter (age 10) and Son (age 8). The Mother remembered mentioning, at that time, that she liked drinking coffee from a small cup... and so... they went and bought this very small cup (it's about less than half the size of a normal cup) for her. They probably bought it with their own pocket money and this was what they could afford at the time.

These words were on the cup,
"WOOYA. Wooya is the good hearted polar bear."

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Monday, December 06, 2010

To The Mother Of My Children

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Wife:

Can we go to Swensen's for dinner?

I feel like eating pasta or the salmon.

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Husband:

To the woman who gave me 2 beautiful children,

Who willingly bore them even tho' I was not deserving,

For being the mother of my children --- OK... just this once...

...And many more... from your loving husband.

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Thursday, January 08, 2009

Lavanya’s Indian Recipes & Cooking Site

http://www.geocities.com/lchittajallu/Recipes.html

A well mantained site with a comprehensive collection of Indian Recipes. At the time of writting this blog, there were no pictures of the dishes BUT that makes moving around in the website easy, fast & without delay. If you do use the dishes, remember to give credit where it is due.

Check it out at: http://www.geocities.com/lchittajallu/Recipes.html

Lavanya's probably the Lady in the centre