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The Gift

"The Gift" is a heartfelt poem by Max Burchett expressing the gratitude and love that children have for their mothers. The poem observes that regardless of how a mother is addressed by her children - Mom, Mum, Momma, Mommy - the sentiments are universal and remain the same. The poem begins by addressing the author’s mother, expressing gratitude for everything she has done. The poem acknowledges that mothers’ actions are not just obligatory, but rather a genuine gift. The poem’s lyrics recognize and express appreciation for the selflessness and willingness of mothers to provide for their children.

The poem highlights the tangible and intangible gifts bestowed by mothers. Material possessions such as clothes and meals are mentioned, emphasizing that the value of these items is not measured by their quantity, but by the love with which they were given.

The Gift By Max Burchett

by Maxwell "Max" Sebastian Burchett
However you say the name, Mom, Mum, Momma, Mommy, We all feel the same. Dear Mother, Thank you! For all you did for me. You did not have to, I know, it was all a genuine gift. You wanted to. Every meal, all I wore, Did not matter, if a little or more, You gave all you had, was mine, Then touched my heart with loving words, and stories read, Your voice, stored always in my mind. The love you gave Was like no other gift in this world, Greater than all earthly things. What carried me on, What meant more, Was your gift Of love divine. Thank you, Mama!
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Meadows Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 6:48 AM
Some of my poetry is about kindness. A lovely tribute to your mum.Well done.
Burchett Avatar
September 3, 2023 at 6:28 PM
Thanks for you kind comments, Akkina! I appreciate it. Yes, there's no one like mama.
Downing  Avatar
August 31, 2023 at 1:42 PM
This is sweet. I know I love and appreciate my mama too. :)
Burchett Avatar
November 2, 2023 at 9:16 AM
Yes, no one like mama. Thank you for commenting, Akkina! I appreciate that. Best to you, Max
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