Memories of A Sweet Mother

Memories of A Sweet Mother

A sweet, tender love was birthed years ago,

And ne’r did they ‘er choose to roam;

Dad and Mom Alphin

They were trusted to talk, and simply to walk.

During walks between their church and home.


A marriage occurred a lil’ bit of time later;

It cost them just two hundred cents.

The preach’ was a judge and he said, “Keep the change!”

The bill went down one hundred pence!


Her bouquet was flowers cut fresh from the yard;

They got married on someone’s front porch.

But their love was so deep, so matchless, so true,

That stuff didn’t matter when they both said, “I do!”


The family did grow, with twelve children, all told,

And to-date, eighty-four grands are included.

Their love is still strong, n’er once did it ‘mold,’

Nor did they allow it diluted.


Seventy-one years lived together, these two;

Dad had just one wife – to Mildred, he remained true.

Together always, so rarely apart;

Best friends – we saw it – a love deep in their hearts.


But now, that has changed, and we all must relearn

How to live life without a sweet Mother.

She passed on the 6th of January, and ’12;

Right now, we think, and we shudder.


But look to the past, everyone, and remember;

It will be a strong comfort to you.

Her smiles, her hugs, her cooking, and laughter,

Her love for a Savior, her trust in the Master.


She learned how to serve, to put others first;

She was always so kind; we n’er saw her ‘worst.’

Mom was selfless, and patient – you know that  it’s true;

It’s a lesson for us, for me and for you.


Remember her flowers, thriving under rain showers,

And how much we loved to sit under her roof.

Playing dominoes, laughing, and talking for hours,

Oh, there are pictures that show so much proof!


Her sweet little laugh was something so pleasant;

Her eyes would just twinkle and dance.

I can still smell the chocolate rolls baking,

I’d eat one now, given just half a chance!


Take heart, dear ones, and listen to me,

For I say now is so true.

Her life is now o’er, but never in vain,

For she lives on in me and in you.


We love you, dear Mother, we’ll never forget;

Our hearts are so full, and not with regret.

Your life was a long one, filled with laughter and love.

And now you look down on us from up above.


Glenda Alphin

Mom Alphin

Mildred Leona Alphin, 90, of Sherwood, formerly of Walnut Ridge, passed away Friday, January 6, 2012 at St. Vincent Medical Center.

Born September 22, 1921 near Walnut Ridge, daughter of Archie Lee and Mary Manning Ball. She was a homemaker, retired from the Human Development Center and a member of the Christian Life Center in Little Rock.

She was united in marriage to Bartes Alphin July 27, 1940. She was preceded in death by a brother, Eugene Ball and two sons, Elisha Alphin and Charles Alphin.

Survivors include her husband, Bartes Alphin of the home; five sons, Dewain Alphin of Pensacola, Florida, Nathan Alphin of Memphis, Tennessee, Jerry Alphin of Jacksonville, Florida and Mark Alphin of Finland; six daughters, Wilma Grimes and Vounda Everett both of Sherwood, Diana Newcom and Betty Alphin Christman both of St. Charles, Missouri, Claretta Moody of Vilonia and Marietta Alphin of Bauxite; twenty five grandchildren, forty-six great grandchildren and fifteen great great grandchildren and many other relatives and friends.


Filed under Christianity, Faith, God, Life, Poetry, Spirituality

3 responses to “Memories of A Sweet Mother

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