Potato Soup!
I love making homemade potato soup when it’s damp outside.
It warms me through and through and fills my heart with pride.
For Mother taught me how to make it and craft it with loving care.
And while I’m stirring it so gently, Mom is standing there.
She taught me many things that are with me everyday.
She taught me how to love and she taught me how to pray.
So everyday she’s with me no matter what I do.
‘Cause just like the potato soup, she warms me through and through.
Written by,
Bonnie May
Micke
I never appreciated Mom's soups until I was older. So many Mondays, we'd come from school to find bean soup simmering, to our horror.
Now I like most soups; was just thinking of Potato Soup today.
Love, Connie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Be always safe,
Karen
Love, Christine
excellent Bonnie...
John