Can a child ever forget, how deep a mother’s love abides
All those days since birth, till now I’m grown she guides
Remembering her smile, so tender, so warm as her embrace
More than soothes away my pain, my fear of failure and disgrace
Even in my dreams she comforts, her voice, her scent would stay
Never will her being mother stop, till when I’m old and gray.
26 March 2015
Contest : Acrostic on Mother's Day - 1st Place
Sponsor : TAMMY REAMS
Copyright © Kim Patrice Nunez
A As always in my darkest hour, she still comes to calm my fears
L Like the flower's scent in the dark of night, she will come to soothe my tears
I I can sense, in the gentle breeze's touch, the softness of her skin
C Could there be found, in a thousand poems, a love so pure as this?
I I know it sounds beyond most realms, and some may call it myth
A Although she's gone, and time has passed, forever does exist
For the contest sponsored by Tammy Reams
Mother's Day Acrostic
Copyright © Carrie Richards
When I was only five
Heard mommy always's say
Angel keep being naughty and you won't make it to
Entry for Adam Hapworth's
Captcha Acrostic Contest
Copyright © Katherine Stella
Joyful memories of a young mom dancing,
Often music blended with laughter.
Always loving and beautiful, she is still.
Never less than a devoted mom.
Nights I fell asleep next to her twirling
Endless locks of her long, brown hair.
For Tammy's Acrostic on Mother's Day Contest,
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
As you peruse stacks of old photographs,
sentimental tears guide your memories.
Drowning in a sea of yesterdays you
serendipitously find mom’s letters.
In your rush to grow up and leave home her
advice was met with frustration and tears.
Without protest she swallowed her pride and
applauded every milestone you achieved.
Time takes you back to when she last held you,
stirring emotions you forgot you had.
For you never told her you loved her and
questioning your heart you begin to cry.
Isn't it weird how you miss her warm hugs?
Alone you repair fragmented feelings,
by garnering love from a broken heart.
Copyright © Emile Pinet
on this special day
I doest say
that thy mother is of graceful sort
it hath been said she is devine
and I do holdeth this to be true
now dearest mother may I be so bold
to tell you the sun still shinest on one so old
as true as this be
you still grasp your faith
like the roots of a tree
tis said you are wise
and this I have found true
the eye doeth grow deceived when it is drawn upon you
as your thoughts become known
only then your age is shown
Copyright © brandy wassam
Fleeting And With Vague Reference To Memory, Her Vision
Ruptures and Blurs: All The Lines Seamlessly Creasing
Onto One And Other. The Air Tastes So Much Sweeter When
Machines Pump the Air In And Out For You.
- Don't Even Have To Remember To Breathe -
Tedium Enslaves The Mindset, and Causes The Irrational To
Hemorrhage Fourth, Displacing Any Emotional Grounding, And
Eradicating Any Sense of a Self Obtained Freedom
- Sleep My Sweet... Sleep -
Twisted Metal Splayed Across The Concrete, The Haunting
Horrific Sound of Sparks Generated By The Rapid Deceleration.
Only The Front Seats Remained Intact As The Frames Crumpled
Under The Tremendous Pressure. The Dread Comes Before The
Gripping Fear, The Acknowledgement of Impact Forces The
Hands To Curl Up Into Fists and Squeezes The Sweat from
Tightening Palms. Time Rushes To a Stop, and The High Pitched
Screams, Become Disturbingly Deep Rumbles.
- It Hit The Back Harder -
Onset Bewilderment as a Result of the Fear. She Moves Her Hand
From The Bed, and Touches The Skin On Her Dads Wrist.
- He Stokes Her Hand Gently With His Thumb -
"Abigail" He Whispers, His Cheeks Stained With The Inevitability.
- His Hope For Her Had Withered -
Destiny is The Harshest Mediator of Time and Regret,
Yet It Presented Her With No Answers. She Struggles
Intricately For The Reasoning of The Event,
Never Fully Understanding Where She Was
Going, And Why She Was Going Alone.
- Her Words Stifled By Mucus -
Caressing Her Head and Stroking Her Hair,
He Let The Warm Liquid Stream Down His Face.
It Made Snail Silver Lines When Reflected
Light Shimmered Through It. He Held Tight,
Delicately Supporting Her Neck.
- And Laying Her Down -
- He Kisses Her Forehead -
- "Goodbye My Sweet" -
Copyright © Conor Jordan
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
Copyright © Stacy Stiles
Demeaning, degrading this is how you feel about your situation
Eating away at the person you once were
Memory – short term this is decreasing at an alarming pace
Embarrassed when you can’t remember someone you knew well
No longer able to do the things you once so enjoyed
Time – going back to the past, recalling things you cannot change
Imagination – things you see and hear that aren’t real
All I wish is I could have you back as you once were
Written in tribute of my amazing mum received H/M in recent contest
Submitted to contest for poem receiving an H/M sponsored by Broken Wings
Written 7th March 2014
Copyright © JAN ALLISON
I miss you Baby, Girl....
Every day, I do.
Copyright © Olivia Washam
Brave hearted, an ambitious soul
Raving beauty, tip of the knoll
Intellectually tops the poll
Thoughtful friend, able to console
Thinker, for deep answers she’ll troll
New adventures in her life stroll
Exceptional, she has big goals
Yearns for actions that make her whole
Copyright © Brent Cloyd
D evoted to me from the start
O utstanding in care she imparts
N oble in fulfilling my needs
N oteworthy in words and in deeds
A ffectionate mother to me...
My Donna’s as sweet as can be!!!!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Donna isn’t old enough to be my Mama, but she has the most beautiful heart of a mother and has taken me under her wing and adopted me as her daughter. I can’t tell you what a precious gift that is, especially since I lost my Mama 14 years ago….and I’m a BIG BABY at heart and need nurture and care. Thanks, Donna….for being in my life. I love you dearly!
Copyright © Eileen Manassian
Memories old of carefree days
Aimless paths I took behind your gaze
Raging fire of youth made me break free
Intrusion and advise had me in a wrecking spree
Yet you stayed by me, when I lay beaten
As a ship in search of a beacon
Mom, I am blessed, for there you were, arms open.
© (2 April '15)
Copyright © poesy relish
Little angel came to me just before the dawn
A screech she did exhale followed by a yawn:
Charismatic, joyful happy soul shared her life with me
Every single day, month that has gone by:
Years she shines sunlight in my eye
Copyright © Danitra David
Something about her smile, the way it lights up her face
A quiet way about her; she treasures her personal space:
Reminds me of myself way, way back when
A quiet one, all the while knowing, knowing women and men:
Her quiet observations, her inner mystery will not be solved easily
Copyright © Danitra David
Angels gave you wings so you can fly
Never will they allow you to fall
God gave you to me to always love
Everyday with you is a gift from above
Loving you is always a pleasure
Always will your angels guide you as you fly
Copyright © Linda walden
Kindhearted loving daughter
Always smiling, and enchanting
She stole my heart when she was born
A few mistakes I would make along the way but
Nestled in my arms I knew she would become the
Daughter I would love and cherish forever and a day
Remembering that moment, I've come to realize that
A beautiful young woman has blossomed right before my eyes
Copyright © Carmen Penchi aka Sunshine
H ow can you doubt what you are to me
A ll what I dream and do is for you
L ittle I show, but, for you, I fight
A nd never doubt: you're my first heartbeat...
(to my first-born child, who is a beautiful young lady now and mommy's hero... Thank you
for being patient.. I promise I will spend less time at work :)
Copyright © Dima N.
M... My life I would give for you.
Y...You are the reason I live.
D...Don't ever forget that I love you.
A...Always remember my words.
U...Uncover the mystery of your mind.
G...God loves you, He won't mind.
H... Have faith and you'll succeed.
T...Time will give you what you need.
E...Everything will fall in place.
R...Remember I love you always.
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
Copyright © Lucilla Carrillo
S he washes the dishes for a dollar an hour.
M akes enough to buy for one, some milk and some flour.
I nflation has reduced the purchasing power.
L ittle kid at home makes it all worthwhile,
E very night when he eats and sleeps with a smile.
Copyright © Nitesh Aggarwal
Dearest held me when I was just a babe, with hands so big and worn.
Always taking responsibility from the day that I was born.
Difficult was the work to give us food and a roof above our heads.
Daddy gave us coats and shoes and toys and a nice warm comfy bed ...
You gave us one thing that was the most, each day without complaint.
Serving your love and understanding on a never ending plate.
Girls think their dads are the best, but I for sure can say,
I know you are the best. Number one in my heart you will stay.
Rendering always the dearest to me; even when we are apart.
Love you dad for being you and giving me a start.
Product of a collaboration of Robert Pettit and Sally Smith
Copyright © Robert Pettit
"M" is for mine, my mother and no one elses
"Y" is for you because you are the one and the only one
"M" is for the million things she gave me,?
"O" means only that she's growing old,?
"T" is for the tears she shed to save me,?
"H" is for her heart of purest gold;?
"E" is for her eyes, with love-light shining,?
"R" means right, and right she'll always be,?
<3 <3 <3
Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER,"?
A word that means the world to me....
<3 <3 <3
Copyright © Jordan Chung
written 4th Feb 2005
D is for your "delightful smiles
A is for your "all or nothing attitude
K is for the "kindness in your eyes
O is for the "overwhelming feeling you give
D is for all the "Dora you watch, continiously
A is for the "abundance of energy you have
H is for all the "heartbreaks you will cause
So tiny and cute
With a personality to boot
So loving and caring
Your love is almost, overbearing
Copyright © Denise Hopkins
Steal clothed in velvet, her love was strong and sure;
Her touch, soft and warm, held its own allure.
Inspiring all through kind actions to help out anyone;
Recalling the words of her Lord and the examples of His son;
Leading us down the path of Love and service to others
Every movement that she made, was a vision of “Mother.”
Years of emulation, knowing I'll never be everything that Mother was to our family.
Acrostic Mother's Day Poem Contest
Copyright © Janet Cervenka
There are times when I feel I don't have all the answers and I
Often have to ask God to give me the wisdom and understanding
Because being a mother, I don't always know what to do
Every day is a learning process, But I am eager and
Motivated to be the best mother I can be, I am
Overwhelmed at times but still so very
Thankful to God for blessing me with such a gift
Honored to be not only a mother but a friend
Ecstatic in watching my daughter grow and
Realizing that I was chosen to guide and nurture her
Is truly an amazing and overwhelming feeling
Since I had lost my first child, I'm still haunted
At the thought of who she or he would have been but
God has given me a second chance and I am so grateful
I get to wake up each day staring into her beautiful face
Fighting back the tears of happiness she has graced me with
Thinking to myself, I love her more than anything
Copyright © Tyesha Ehigiator
Sunitha my mom , a strongest women ever I met.
Urging to be a best mom you surrender yourself by burying your materialistic life.
Napless night you went through for the sake of nourishing my childhood.
Immortal love and your wishes gave a path to my success.
Taught me the best you could and made a pace for me in your heavy scheduled life,
Happiness or sadness;bad or good; pain or guilt you were always beside me!
And with proud I say I'm your daughter and wanting to be like you in my future!!
By Harshitha Gn
Dated on 22/03/2015
Copyright © Harshitha Gn
Angel of God sent from above
Nobel spirit filled with love
Graceful and glamorous inside and out
Encouraging us whenever we are in doubt.
Luminous soul with a gentle heart
Admired by many for the wisdom she imparts.
Elegant yet simple in her all ways
Dramatic at times but still makes our days
Independent in life and shows us how to be the same
Teaching us that life's not all about fame but been
Humble n honest will make your name.
Motivating and reassuring when we feel down
Angelic voice that turns our frown around
Headstrong and heroic, she fights till the end.
Abandons our fears and our broken heart she mends
Righteous and courageous, her children, she defends.
Amazingly awesome, the list goes on and on.
Jealous are many that she’s my Mom.
Contest - Acrostic on Mothers Day
Sponsor - Tammy Reams
Date - 16-03-2015
Copyright © Sasha Maharaj
S. Self sufficient
N. Not appreciated enough
G. Good Nature
Copyright © Richard Eichmiller
written 22nd March 2001
H is for the many "hearts you will break
A is for the "appreciation you feel for love
N is for the "never endless laughs we'll have
N is for the loving "nature that radiates from you
A is for "all the happiness you bring to my life
B is for your "bubbly smiles
E is for our "endless memories
L is for all the "love you give
L is for a "lifetime we have together
E is for the "eternal freedom I give to you
So bubbly and bright
You alway's have to be right
Compassionate and sweet
To everyone you meet
But never comparing
To the mum, you are forever sharing
Copyright © Denise Hopkins
Why Do I Love You?
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd
When I tell you that I love you
Hurriedly you ask, tell me why?
You laugh when in dismay I sigh
Dare now, listen to some reasons
Obsess and parse them if you please
I love because God gave you to me
Life is good when I see your smile
Observe your wittiness and style
Valuable are your hugs so snug
Each time you travel I feel a tug
You bring pride and make my heart dance
Overawed I choose to love, not perchance
Utmost I love because you are you.
Copyright © Brent Cloyd