Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

On Mothers' Day

Here’s to the mothers who sit there alone –
No flowers, no candy, no calls on the phone.
Here’s to the moms in a hospital bed
Who would rather be anyplace other instead.

Here’s to the soldier moms, hoping for smiles
On a screen or an I-phone, connecting the miles.
Here’s to the mamas locked up in a jail,
Convinced that their cards just got lost in the mail.

Here’s to all mothers and nanas and aunts
United today by just one circumstance – 
They have shared in the life of a child in some way
And deserve recognition, somehow, on this day.

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Chris Green May 15, 2017 at 6:41 AM Wonderful Ilene and so true. There are so many mothers sitting in silence on their day. Your poem is perfectly written though, such a flow and song like quality comes with your words.

Leo Larry Amadore May 14, 2017 at 3:55 PM And here's to you, Ilene, for this appropriate and touching piece!

Jan Allison May 14, 2017 at 10:13 AM what a lovely poem Ilene - we celebrate ours in March but in reality every day should be mother's day we don't need commercialisation the same as Valentine's Day:-( Hugs Jan xx

Daniel Turner May 14, 2017 at 10:06 AM Happy Mother's Day, Mrs Ilene:)