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A Parents Lover Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Matt Calari
5/8/2026
Mum's Favourites
I have three favourite children, how lucky can I be,
I need to tell each one of them how much they mean to me.
For I am blessed each day I know, they think of me with love,
No greater gift I shall not want, I thank you from above.
To my favourite daughter dear, your beauty is so bright,
Your loving heart and thoughtful ways will always be your light.
At times I see a bit of me, in what you say or do,
And smile in quiet secrecy because I’m that part of you.
I’ve watched you grow into to you are, no prouder Mum than I,
My hearts so filled with love for you, no wealth could ever buy.
And when we stroll down memory lane, or share the good and bad,
I hope you’ll smile and think of me, together we have shared.
And so dear girl this truth I say, you are my favourite one,
As daughters go you are the best; I’m glad that I’m your mum.
And I will always treasure this, our bond so true and strong,
For where you go, I’ll always be beside you right along.
Now to my favourite first born son, I have so much to say,
I look at you and burst with pride, especially on this day.
Your will is strong just like mine, I give you this for free,
And every time you use it so, you’ll feel this is from me.
I see into your heart and find a true and loyal friend,
A strong determined mind you have, these strengths you truly blend.
You make me laugh, you’re not afraid, to show just who you are,
Don’t ever change your inner self, for this will take you far.
I hope you know what joy you bring, as a favourite son of mine,
I’ll always hold you dear to me, I’m glad that you are mine.
And through the path you choose to go, I will be by your side,
Be not afraid to take a leap, explore the far and wide.
And next my favourite second boy, my son I’ve watched you grow,
Into a loving gentle man, a kindness you do show.
A quiet nature deep and true, a calmness you possess,
And yet your humorous, funny ways, my laughter can’t suppress.
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You work so hard in all you do, take pride in what you make,
Don’t ask for much just some respect, give more that you do take.
A country boy you are at heart, this part you got from me,
So never lose and wisely use, to shape your destiny.
How proud I am to call you son, a favourite like no other,
I could not ask for anymore, when you do call me mother.
And I will always answer you and smile with every meeting
And kiss your cheek and hug you tight, for this will be my greeting.
And so, my favourite children three, this rhyme I now do end,
And hope that when you read my words, you’ll see the love I send.
For me there are no other ones I’d ever want to choose,
You are my shining lights of love; I never want to lose.
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