I was very spoilt on Mother’s Day last Sunday: with company, with phonecalls, with flowers and chocolate and gifts. And, of course, if I had to pick a favourite out of those, I couldn’t: except I guess that my favourite thing about Mothers Day is remembering how very blessed I am to have six such wonderful children.
But I did want to share a picture of one of my gifts today, because today is Poetry Friday. Here is what my daughter, Emily (otherwise known as Murphlet 2) made for me:
Aren’t they simply divine? And isn’t she both clever AND thoughtful?
In honour of my magnets, I wanted to share the poem they of course represent.
The Owl and the Pussycat
by Edward Lear