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MOTHERS DAY CELEBRATION by Hart, Stellamoses
For My Wife on Mothers Day by Horn, James
For My Wife on Mothers Day by Horn, James
Tribute To Mother On Mothers' Day 2015 by Hinshaw, Robert L.
Mothers Day Poem by Christie, Scott
Happy Mothers Day by Thompson, Jessica
Mothers Day: Dad, I am In Love With Mom by Roger Carter, Rodgers
Mothers Day: I love you Dad by Roger Carter, Rodgers
Mothers Day Gift by Mahur, V P
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY by WATSON, DARREN

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Summers Eve

~Summer’s Eve ~


I am a woman!
I am proud-

I am everything you want. 
Plus more
The adoring wife,
A beautiful mother, 
A grandmother a granddaughter 
A daughter, a sister,
A lover, the aunt.
Your enemy, your friend.
I am the working lady.
A widow left behind.

  I AM!
The Spawn of Adam's rib-

  I AM!
A mentor throughout this world. 
A lady with class, sometimes a material girl.
A flower, and the sound of rain.


I am the color of the rainbow. 
I am deeper than the sea. 
I am the pink ribbon you wear.
I am delicate like snow.

  I AM!
The sun and the moon in your eyes.
A twister during dark skies.

  I AM!
The Daughter of Eve-

And, here is the only feeling I want to endorse. 
 Summer's Eve.

*****
In honor and appreciation to all the women of the world.
Happy Mother’s day!

By;PD

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In Celebration of Mothers

I celebrate wonderful mothers 
who always put the needs 
of their children first,
the single mothers who 
especially must sacrifice 
to help their children survive 
and thrive with little money
coming in, yet finding ways
to make them feel they fit in.

I celebrate mothers who dole 
out love in great abundance
and always take the time
to listen to their children's
concerns and problems
with sage advice that comes
from wisdom's experience.

I celebrate the grandmothers
who have stepped in to raise
their grandchildren when
their daughters can't or won't.
These are Earth's angels.

I celebrate the step-mothers
who raise their stepchildren
without any reservation,
loving them as their own.
They've earned a place in heaven.

I celebrate adoptive mothers
who raise their adopted children
with the same acceptance and 
love a birth mother bestows.
They are God's gracious gifts.

I celebrate the mothers who have
lost their children, through death,
kidnapping or by any other loss.
Their suffering cannot be gauged.
Let them receive blessed peace.

I celebrate the dear daughter in laws
who have become beloved daughters 
as they become mothers to their mother
in law’s precious grandchildren.

I celebrate the foster mothers
who give abused and orphaned
children a temporary loving home.
They have a direct line to the divine. 

I celebrate great grandmothers
who continue to teach their
daughters, granddaughters,
and great granddaughters, by
example, how to be great mothers.

I especially celebrate the homeless
mothers living on the streets, through
circumstances beyond their control, 
who somehow manage to 
keep their families together.

I celebrate those mothers who live
in impoverished countries who have
starved to make sure their children
have enough food to keep them alive.
Blessed mothers who’ve died for that sake,
and for those who have died giving birth.

I celebrate the time, effort and selfless
love bestowed upon every lucky
child who has been given the
precious gift of a loving mother!

A heartfelt Happy Mother's Day to all!

© Connie Marcum Wong

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Always and Forever Happy Mother's Day

A gentle caring feeling grows with age 
always precious heart of gold each and every year 

Sings in your love undying devotion holds Heaven on wings 
golden treasure the sun shining deep warmness 

An angel inside a breath of unconditional kindness 
within my mothers voice loving you true forever one song rings

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SOMEWHERE ALONG HER HANDS


' '''''''' ' '' Somewhere a hand is reading out loud a Dickinson, a leather-worn journal recording daily life’s soirees, memorizing rain and shielding little girl’s eyes from the blasting words of the sun. Somehow someone reaches from darkness to drive the shadows that meet the body of her child: trembling with excitement or fear, sliding tender fingers on the back; parts the arms like wind that rushes in all seasons to reveal the lush, delicious landscape of summer ; then rubs the elbow down the forearm to greet the cheeks with a kiss and watches while the hands move back without help or guidance from the daughter sleeping. ~ Somewhere a mother, grandmother, godmother, stepmother, or mother nature weeps over love’s broken child; uses her hair to bandage the wound on the youth’s head …unfolds her hands from prayer to widen the window of angel psalms pressing her lips into alleys of the sapling’s mouth: a tear transforms her from receiving to giving. ..and she feels without seeing the last light of the night; lit for the heart of those who witness its extinguishing * Somewhere death’s chariot prepares for a long journey, away from the living: pack the roses from tomb to womb, remove the thorns for gracious sake, like knives that pierce the heart of loved ones who cannot move on, pulling the orchards over her head; a name whispered in every fireplace she flamed * * And somehow tonight, I hear her stir, still clinging to the waning voice of the hours; she bequeaths stars I will inherit until she, at last succumbs to wispy bliss. And I, a sighing child must tell her: “ Wake up, you've been in bed so long, Mother, you should not be sleeping…” ~ © ........ .... ........ *with love to my Mom who had passed on* Gautami Phookan's Poet lll Contest by nette onclaud

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Holding a wilting red rose

~~

I carried it on my lap all the way to you,
    The bus ride was so long, so long, Mom;
Lost in old memories of you and me, together, 
              I just looked out the window all the way.

                        Holding a wilting red rose ~

The gate of the cemetery creaked as usual,
     The path filled with many crumbling leaves;
Cool wind took my long raven hair blowing it back,
              I felt my tears falling as I neared your tomb.

                         Holding a wilting red rose ~

I stood for a long time with my eyes closed,
     The words carved in stone and in my heart;
Feeling the pride of a daughter for a wonderful Mom,
                I fell to my knees weeping for what is lost.

                           Holding a wilting red rose ~

Then at last I rose and dried the forever tears,
    I touched the words carved  on your cold tomb;
And retraced my steps down the path, closing the gate,
                I boarded the bus and was soon lost in thought.

                             Holding a wilting red rose ~

                                            . . . . . still


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May 11, 2014

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AUNT'S HARBOR OF LOVE




As she cups my fingers through sleep-time
Nurturing our cozy moments with delight;  
Gaily, Aunt takes me to joyrides of youth
Each circus, fairy tears, or moon talk,
Lifts all seasons to brighten mad chuckles
Into a harbor of love where warmth glides.
Care-giver… delivering me at birth
A second mom, the first kin I cherish!



Tammy Reams' Acrostic on Mother's Day
Dedicated to my aunt- nurse who treasured me
as her own child till her death... I was 22 then.

3/28/2015

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A MOTHER'S EARS

A lesson I have learned before the birds and the bees
was when I tripped, tumbled and fell, frightened by my bloodied knees
My mother came and helped me up, patched my wound, smiled and teased;
“When you fall, always get up, you don’t want to stay down and freeze”.

Curiously what marked my mind and what stood out most vividly,
other than the way she took care of me so tenderly;
How could she have heard me fall and come to my aid instantly,
for I knew she was asleep, and I sneaked out so quietly.

To this question she laughed, rumpled my hair with amusement
“Don’t you know moms have a radar, switched on to permanent? 
Be it trouble, or a lie, for us  there’s no concealment,
or sudden fever at night, we know.” she said to my amazement.

“Hear with your ears, but listen with your heart, often save the day.”
These words I carry till today, for a mother’s role I now play.



Inspired by Craig Cornish' theme - NOT FOR CONTEST
07 May 2015

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JACQUELINE



Just the other day I came across a picture of you with your horse
And was amazed to see how much we looked alike
Could it be true that you are mere words upon a cold stone
Quiet, beautiful and kind Jacqueline
Unbelievable you left this world on Mother's Day 
Entangled, meshed, intertwined are our souls for eternity
Love is what you left with me
I am so proud to be the daughter of one such as you
Not a day will go by that you are not in my heart
Especially on Mother's Day



_________________________________
March 14, 2015


Acrostic


For the contest Acrostic on Mother's Day, sponsor, Tammy Reams

First Place

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Alicia

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




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3/25/15 
For the contest sponsored by Tammy Reams
Mother's Day Acrostic

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Mum

Mum

A siren of Oogahs! fills her ears,
But  cream of smile and care splotch her face,
Tells you the love tutelage she has for years,
Cuddling and snuggling  is me little thing,
As she wraps me and embrace me,
In endless full love string,
Onomatopoeic sirens of my helpless cry,
To you might be clear bother,
To her is a call in notification,
To attend to me like an open door,
Mama is greatest being ever lived to cherish,
Never shall i let her joy to perish,
Thank you mum.


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Joanne

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,
written 3/29/15   

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Pearls of Mother's Great Love

the pearls from your eyes are far more precious to me than any treasure your big sacrifice nothing more to compare with you’re my great hero I owe you my life mom, my heart melts when you cry your tears: pearls of love unconditional that’s the greatness of your love in you, I feel God mom, I’m so sorry sometimes, I make you lonely but you’re dear to me you bear all the pains pearls of great love on your cheeks every drop, I’ll kiss for I do believe you want only the best for me all your pray’rs and wish thank you so much mom those pearls of great mother’s love be kept in my heart you’re my only mom replaceable by no one comfort and best friend my ardent prayers may you live long in this world may God gives you strength March 24, 2013
Note: This poem was conceived both from the “Pearl” theme and one of my possible adorable picture themes of my latest contest, “Mother’s Love”- merged into one. It is also composed with the inspiration of all mothers in this world. You’re indeed the greatest heroes/heroines! I am so proud of you! I lovingly dedicate this poem to you dear mothers and friends! Big hugs to all of you! Of course, I include especially my loving/dearest mom who’s my greatest inspiration, refuge and best friend. This poem can also bring to us a message for this Easter Season as we remember Mother Mary who’d suffered much seeing her loving son Jesus Christ’s great sufferings on the cross at Mt. Calvary- a mother’s great love to her child indeed! HAPPY EASTER SEASON TO ALL! First Place Contest: Any Poem Goes Judged: 3/29/2013 Sponsor: My Greatest Poet and sis PD

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Where did the time Go


Where did the time Go?

“Mom I think my finger’s falling off”
Not to worry I’ll be there in a second.

“Mom I think the roof caved in”
Get under the bed for now, I’m on the phone.

“Mom, Sister’s on the roof”
Sooooo?

“Mom, the house behind us is on fire”
Bring them a bucket; I’m drying my hair.

“Mom, there’s a black spider on my wall”
He’ll keep; I’m watching Days of Our Lives.

“Mom, the paper boy’s collecting”
I don’t have $2.  I’ll be at the bank. 

“Mom, there’s a policeman at the door”
Get Daddy.  Now.


 “Mom, I’m married with kids”
Where was I?


For Colette from Mama
Mother’s Day 2013

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HAPPY MOTHERS DAY

Your first born son tried to put in words
The things he feels inside
Memories, warmth, and wisdom
And the kind of love you cannot hide.

He took a pen and paper
His thoughts he tried to steer
As he thought about his blessed mom
His eyes began to tear.

He wrote about your beauty
A woman of amazing grace
How you could bring great comfort
Just with a smile upon your face.

He spoke of your loving kindness
And all the sweet things you do
Thinking and serving others
Even when you're feeling blue.

You know he'd love to be there
There's so much he'd like to say
To give you hugs and kisses
And wish you Happy Mothers Day!

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On Mothers Day

On this day
No other can say

More than children do
Other things may stress
They may make a mess
How would they cope without you?
Ever in their hearts
Regardless of the false starts
Since they were born its true

Dedicated love you did show
Able thanks to you to grow
You must gather love accrued

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Special Love


They are special 
With a love essential
They and only they are endowed 
With the amazing biology of giving birth 
And the natural ability to breast-feed to satisfaction 

They are special
With a love essential
They and only they are the world`s 
Mothers and grandmothers and sisters 
Who can care and love better than a mother?

They are special
With a love essential
They and only they have love that knows
No time, hardship, distance, disability or old age
Because a mother`s love is the epitome of perseverance 

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THE PARENTS' ROLE

Blame
yourself for
the things your 
children say and do; 
they got them from your 
nasty looks, gestures and unkind words...
read them some stories from the Bible!
Mothers more than fathers should be their teachers;
no vile words they should speak, good manners count:
clean and obedient upbringing pave the way for future success,
discipline and behavior makes them stand out from other naughty kids!
All parents must play an important role in their children's lives,
if they do stupid things, correct them, not rebuke them;
nicknames aren't that funny and they will resent them,
have patience, teach them all the right ways
by allowing them to make some mistake!
Isn't perfection so hard to achieve?
Does that perfect one exist?
Human Nature has flaws, 
fall and rise:
glory is
yours!

Entered in Shadow Hamilton's contest,
" Double Reverse Etheree "
Written on 9/ 20/2014

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One Day is not Enough

One day alone is not enough
To measure universal love
Sculptured in her embodiment
One day alone is not enough
To tell treausre greatest of my heart
Besides the shrine where I serve my Lord.
One day alone is not enough
To fill the void that was her love
And set her caring worthiness apart
And honor her with honey words.

This mother's day then
May day shall blow blues again
And moon to dark I descend
The shrivelling path of pain.
What flowers on her grave
Can fend away the gloom
Of loss? No card can crave
The her eyes' bloom like petals
Withered now within the grave
I vested soul and all to save
You for the gallery of my stars
And finite so the thing I prove
How death can any mortal move
And mother's day make scars.

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Mothers Day: Dad, I am In Love With Mom

I cant write a better poem for my poet
I cant paint a better portrait for my artist
I cant sing the best song for my rock star
I cant tell the best story about mom
Though,
 I can describe a little that I know

Simply the nicest person on the planet
Simply, that's what i know

The strongest of all I have met
She is the lead soloist who thinks she is just backing in a rehearsal 
She is the real joy who thinks she is a supplement 
She is the real cookie when i need one

So many times I thought 
I would never find someone to love me, 
The way I needed to be loved...
Then I found mom, just there, always there

There's a story behind everything. 
How a picture gets on a wall. 
How a scar gets on your face. 
Sometimes the stories are simple,
Sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. 
But behind all our stories is always a story
Our mom's story, 
Because hers is where ours begin

Dedicated to my mom Cinda Carter a woman who
has walked my heart and left love prints
that nothing can wash away 
  

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MOMMA BIRD

gentle good morning
a soft breeze kisses my cheek..
momma bird has worm

5-10-15
Happy Momma Bird Day.. 
The little ones will feast!

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Mothers Day: I love you Dad

I love you dad,
Not because of the sweet deep voice
Not because of the angelic heart 
Not because of the shelter and food
Not because of bills you clear
Not because of because
I love you dad, 
so much,
Because you love mom 

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Her Way

There once was a time
I called you just about every day
Years ago, that almost feel like yesterday
My friends may have thought I was a mama's boy
But that was okay
I'd call you anyway
Always interested in what you had to say

Now I ponder the time I've wasted
The hours I've lost
I guess living life has a cost
As within daily living we're tossed
Grown up problems and being bossed
Getting older 
Hair turning to frost

I might call less
But you I'd never forget
Loving you is a sure bet
I know you will always listen
Whether I'm happy or upset
You're the one in my corner
When others think I'm all wet

Other's might have frilly moms
I love that you are strong
Your hugs one of my favorite things
They make me feel like I belong
So important
When sometime things go wrong
I know that you and me will always get along

So on this coming mother's day
I'll give thanks as I pray
Appreciative that you are more than okay
You are a one of a kind
My favorite 
A true original
Better than Frank Sinatra
No apologies
Outrageous
Wonderful woman
Doing it your way!

I love you mom
Happy Birthday!










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What Mom Hears

Toll-free is the call on this special day as my gratitude ascends the umbilical cord, never severed, even in the afterlife. “I planted begonias in the garden you nurtured.” My eyes search the bright spring sky, “Your favorites, just for you on Mother’s Day.” Decades have passed, yet that special mother/daughter bond finds me planting begonias each year. “I miss you, Mom, though your spirit lingers – sometimes I still hear your voice; you always hear mine. “My confidante you’ll always be. When I share my innermost thoughts in prayer, I feel your heart next to mine. “Giver of life, comforter, source of wisdom, Mom, you blessed me with so much joy. I spoke to you in my youth; I speak to you now. “On angel wings my words are delivered to heaven. I know you listen; I just know.”
*Written May 5, 2015, in honor of my mother.

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BIRD OF LOVE AND LOYALTY

Stork flights in unison                                                                                                                                               To teach unity to every person

Holding the neck extended                                                                                                                              Aligning the body as if amended

With legs pushed behind                                                                                                                            To cope with blowing wind

With wide wingspan like the glider                                                                                                                         In a well-defined order

Hover with one, as leader                                                                                                                                        Of course, watching is a wonder

With the flame of foresight,                                                                                                                                     Stork sets own nest on height 

Bears young ones into the wing                                                                                              Benevolently while growing

With wings, provides shade to the young chick                                                                                                                    So that they could learn to pick

Causes to clatter to communicate                                                                                                                 About the impending threat, to indicate

Maintains link with the group                                                                                                                    To get the team spirit, recoup

Revisits the old-aged-mother                                                                                                                                 To attend to issues that may bother

Cares the mother, with fresh feed                                                                                                                           As the mother may need

Stork is a bird of highest spirituality          
In Hebrew, stork means love and loyalty!   
 
                                                                                          
Above poem is from “EAGLE EDUCATES ENDURANCE! AND OTHER POEMS ON NATURE ” by Shri.V.Muthumanickam.

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Hippopotamoms'

Her love is a hot pot of oats
Radiating all the warm colour codes
Fuel for their endless conquests
Homing for her love requests

She lends them her wiser ear
Learns them her fine wear
She imparts her keener senses
To their lesser, commonsense(s)

Go my princess, go and find your toad
Leave breadcrumbs on your chosen road
My spirit will follow your byways
My hope will guide you always

A mother to all of the big five
In the deep end, ever ready to dive
She carried all five on her back
Barefoot, blistered hard as a rock