I have borrowed the first line of this piece from the"unknown scribe" , which I
read many years ago.... The rest is for ALL the great mothers who are SOUPER.
Who took me from my cosy cot
And sat me on an ice cold pot .
To make me pee ,when I could not.......... My mother
Who fed me from the very start
With bosomed milk , straight from the heart
Then burped me, 'till I'd belch and fart...... My mother
Who warmed me from the Winter breeze
Dried the blood from my skinned knees
But told me "fibs" 'bout birds'n bees..........My mother
Who healed me when I had a chill
And nursery rhymed me Jack and Jill
But lied to Dad , about being on the pill...... My mother
Who coaxed me past the school day bell
Smiled and said .. all would be well
But then went home and cried like Hell.......My mother
Who was protector from life's curse
Was doctor , dentist , priest and nurse
Friendly Bank ,with open purse...................My mother
Who lies beneath this cold grey stone
In peace ,at last , and all alone
The first true love that I had known.................. Mam
Copyright © Sean Kelly | Year Posted 2007
When i grow old i will be glad
of the five braw weans im blessed to have
Gordon my oldest wise for his years
Kelly shes bolder but inside theres tears
Ashly my nightmare but i love her to bits
Sean has a laugh that has me in fits
Natasha the baby the wee cuty pie
I hope when she's older she gets a good guy
they are all so good looking no one can deny
and their all the apple of this mothers eye
Copyright © Kate Mcnaughton | Year Posted 2009
On a hill, by a pond, by a tree, in the woods,
underneath a shining sun, tucked away and overlooked.
There stood a line of ants that had come from far and wide,
and with them each, a flower, for the Queen perched at their side.
what a marvel to the eye, to see the colors in a row,
from all creatures, save for one, who held fast close a pebble.
The other ants were curious, and some questioned the motive,
still, he had no taste for Daffodils, Tulips, or Roses.
This pebble he clutched closely was by far the least impressive,
no unique shape did it take, and not two colors caressed it.
It smelled of nothing special and lay heavy in his hands,
and the steps he took were short within the long parade of ants.
But no regrets had he, and no doubt would strike his heart,
for he would proudly shield his prize from rain, and light and dark.
And thus, the day arrived when it had come, at last, his turn,
so there, before the Queen, he laid his offering to her.
The Queen looked down upon the gift, then quietly to him,
she asked what had he brought to her and he returned with this;
"My Queen, it is a symbol, and no ordinary rock,
it is the ground, of which, I worship, upon which you walk.
It represents the love I have for you in its stern face,
though one color it contains, that color will never fade.
It will not dry and crumple up or ever blow away,
it shall stay for generations, and endure and not decay.
-and I know I'm one of many, but I’m grateful just the same,
my dear Mom, my Queen, my highness;
have a Happy Mother’s Day!"
Copyright © David Dowling | Year Posted 2008
I do not know?
Taking this time to think rhetorically on all the things you’ve done for me.
Not going to make this a long-winded story, but appreciation is what is due on
I won’t take more than two minutes of your time, so as the preacher says. . .
Start my clock.
Thank you for encouraging me when no one else could even believe.
Thank you for being there for me when everyone else would simply leave.
Thank you for putting up with me when you really didn’t have to.
These are just a few of the reasons why I say thank you.
Thank you for your advice on things that I should do.
Thank you for being the example mother for me when it’s my turn too.
Thank you for trusting me and loving me in all my faults.
Thank you for doing what it took no matter the cost.
Thank you for taking the time to care about the things I do.
Thank you for just being there at the times I need you.
Thank you for the sacrifices you’ve made for me.
You know . . . not a lot of mothers would do these things.
Thank you for letting me go and learn things for myself.
Thank you for not denying me at times when I need help.
Thank you for encouraging me to do the best I can do.
I just pray that one day I can be a mother just like you.
Copyright © rolanda smith | Year Posted 2006
A strong woman doesn’t have to have the body that only society wants.
A strong woman doesn’t have to run a marathon.
A strong woman doesn’t have to wear a size zero.
A strong woman doesn’t have to have marvelous muscular masculine legs.
A strong woman doesn’t have to bike up a mountain.
A strong woman doesn’t have to work out for hours to make her tough.
A strong woman has the look of confidence written across her face.
A strong woman still stands tall when she is full of sorrow.
A strong woman does everything at a steady pace.
A strong woman won’t be afraid.
A strong woman keeps her head held high.
A strong wouldn’t care about what she weighed.
A strong woman never gives up.
A strong woman through hard times.
A strong woman is always tough.
Working long hours to make money,
She still makes time to ask,
“How was your day, honey?”
Instead of having a tall, strong stance,
She goes crazy
And she does the Carlton Dance.
She will turn your frown
She will always be there to help you-
For everything you go through.
She will have that shoulder to cry on.
Always- dusk until dawn.
She gives you the clothes on your back.
She gives you the food in your stomach.
She gives you the shelter above your head.
Even when she’s hanging by a thread.
You may say your super-hero is Spiderman…
But my hero is my mom…
Because my mom is a strong woman.
Copyright © Kimber James | Year Posted 2012
I love my country Zambia
I am committed to move it forward--
In the areas of good governance and national building
I may go out to another country as visitor--
In pursuit of noble goals for advancement of our nation
I will get knowledge and wealth to supplement our national economy--
From being a consumer market to a manufacturing oriented economy
I love my motherland Zambia--
I aim at the promotion and building our peaceful nation
I will die a little for my motherland Zambia
PS;Happy 48 years of independence mother Zambia[24/10/2012]
Copyright © chipepo lwele | Year Posted 2012
In the drawer
Behind all the white t-shirts
Packed away in the corner where
It is safe, I keep you.
You are hidden
No one knows you're there,
I take you out to see your
Smiling yet depressed face.
I realize the trouble you went through
Just to make sure I live a better life
Than you did.
Here you hold your baby one last time
Before sending him off to a
Life without poverty.
He doesn't say goodbye because
He is so small and innocent.
You give him a little kiss and say
Goodbye my sweet child.
So I thank you
Sweet, sweet, lady.
I'll put you back
In that safe little place,
So that when the time comes
For me to meet you,
I will find you before
You find me.
Copyright © Joseph Giordano | Year Posted 2006
A mother’s face you rarely touch and kiss
You go on with life without retrospect
Mother waits longer but with finesse
Many flowers withered from willful neglect
A short respite giving fresh breath inside her womb
Empowering new life without remorse
Her presence helped you strive with aplomb
With your mother, you’ll be on the right course
Such a lovely face you cannot assess
A portrait to paint with high pixels of respect
Her smile that relieves all your stress
Today is Mother’s Day and try to recollect
Now her face wrinkled but beyond compare
Like heavenly bodies with unique flare
12 May 2013
Copyright © Noel Villarosa | Year Posted 2013
Within your protective shell
wherein settled my fathers spell
i am born in wonderment
and grow in stages, an endowment
Awed by my growth i kick
and feel your pleasure so quick
everything so new around, plea
fine as long as you stand by me.
Its a new world strange
only mom with no change
I struggle within to adapt
and grow amazed and apt
discover new things in the process
doing great as time progress
awed by the world i see
happy as you stand by me
Then i meet another as you
as if a stage of life in queue
she opens up a different world
igniting passion that unfurled
a sensual touch and i falls
into an abyss, enthralls
so like you yet different is she
but i am complete as you stand by me
You leave me for another world
i wait in vain, curled
what have i done for thee
i try but cannot see
then i feel your presence again
unable to glimpse i am in pain
you comfort me through zephyr by the sea
and i feel better as you stand by me.
© Nadiya (17 Jan '15)
*Won Third place on 25 Jan 2015 in the contest 'Stand by me' by Kelly Deschler.
*Won fourth place on 07 Feb 2015 in 'my last contest' by Kelly Deschler.
Copyright © poesy relish | Year Posted 2015
My heart breaks as I enter the room,
And see my mother sitting in her wheelchair,
Gazing with unseeing eyes
Through a strangers window
For the occasional visitor
For news from her beloved grandchildren
In her silence she remembers
A loving mother, taken too soon
A small child, mistreated abused
Self-reliant, self-sufficient, independent
A lifetime of habits
Too hard now to break
She longs to be loved
To be held, to be needed
To not be so alone
She has given all she can give
Accepting nothing in return
Does she know how much we appreciate
All she has done for us
How much she is loved
How deeply she will be missed …
Her world is passing
I give her a hug, a kiss
Copyright © Huberta van Akkeren | Year Posted 2014
You Inspire Me
What inspires me?
A song lyric-------a brave, determined person (Man or Woman)
A gifted child
An Innovator, innovators are individuals that are firsts to do something.
That inspires me and by the way…
O mother you inspire me (most of all)!
Copyright © Ayesha Karim | Year Posted 2012
Memaw said she would dance
dance at my wedding
and she did
she made it true
swishin and swayin
made the place
that we were at
want to have her
be someone like her
Copyright © Kimmy Holmes | Year Posted 2008
She's always a silly head
Copyright © Kendall Dyer | Year Posted 2007
A sonnet to a faded little rose,
Could never hope to tell you how I feel.
The things you gave up just for me do show,
That parental love is your only seal.
Since birth you've been near just to protect me,
And help me up each time that I would fall,
And guide me with a hand on which I'd lean,
Depending as I start down lifes vast hall.
When I have gone from your home to my own,
To rear my family as you did rear me.
I only hope that God will help me know,
The joy and sorrows, that I once caused thee.
My love for you is as endless as time itself,
And deeper than the oceans deepest cove.
Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2005
At times you may think I don't acknowledge you.
But just know that i see all that you do.
I am thankful for you all of the time,
and surely you are one of a kind
You mean more to me than I can possibly say,
and without you here, i'd last not a day.
you are my calm amidst the storm,
since the very first moment in front of your dorm.
You are my life long partner and friend,
and we'll be together until the end.
all your hard work, it isn't in vain,
for you my dear, ill do the same.
Your patience and caring and love for our kids,
is the most important thing you possibly did.
you cook, clean, plan and budget too,
what else could i ever want from you?
each day is a new time in our life,
and i'm so glad that i made YOU my wife!!!!!
THANK YOU FOR ALL THAT YOU DO!!!!
Copyright © lisa macmaster | Year Posted 2007
I do not know?
Story books have got it wrong
Step mothers are the greatest gifts of all
Antoinette you are a blessing on my family’s life
I am so happy you are my father’s wife
Michaela is the sweetest girl, glad she’s my sis
You’re my family I truly miss
God truly blessed us when he brought you around
Hope your birthday is full of love, laughter, and songs
Because you gave me the greatest gift of all
It is because of you I have my father back
You are our cornerstone the brick that keeps us up
Thank you for all of your unconditional love
Happy birthday to my mother, friend
My angel sent from God above
May you know you are truly loved
Copyright © Sarah Frieman | Year Posted 2011
A Two Woman Duo
By Missy Yourist
I am from the inside of a woman whom I have never met.
A birth mother who I do not know one ounce of who or what she is about.
A person who bearably carried me for nine months.
Gave birth to me, a 3 pound toe-head baby.
She had to have held me right after, but my baby eyes don't seem to remember.
Blurred by the brightness of the world,
I never saw who my birth mother was.
But after two months, I was passed onto the most beautiful creature
that my premature eyes had ever seen.
A woman who would ultimately become my real mother.
A wonderful being who would raise me with pride.
Teach me the ways in which she thought we right.
A mom who would love me with all of her heart and care for me
for the 14 years that she would be able to share with me.
Copyright © missy yourist | Year Posted 2012
Grace under pressure
Overtones of elegance
Strength of brass.
Tending splendid gardens
Where laughter and fun
Sprout as if native
In the warmth of her sun.
Incensed by thoughtless actions
Yet steady in her mood
Mixing sweet persuasion
With wisdom for food.
A Virgo mom’s a blessing
For one raised in her nest
So just today this Taurus says
That Virgo is the best!
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2006
Our beautiful mother,
Who gave birth to us,
Nurtured us and raised us,
With loving care,
Our companion all our lives,
Father's beautiful wife,
Friend through calm and controversy,
A miracle of kindness,
Taught us right from wrong,
With us during our married years,
Grandmother and great-grandmother,
Godly and religious,
Looking after all her children,
Loved and respected by us all,
I remember her whimsical sense of humour,
She had the patience that passeth understanding,
A tribute to all mothers on this special day,
Happy Mother's Day and God bless you.
Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Copyright © Gwen von Erlach Schutz | Year Posted 2012
She could've been died
She could've been pearlized
She could've been torn in between the two
She didn't know what to do but,
I know one thing I will always love this person
This person is my mama
I'm glad god kept her on earth
To show me things that I never seen
God Thank You for letting my mama live to see each an everyday
I'm glad God kept my mama on earth to show me the steps an every each way
I love my mama with all my heart
Without her my life would be in the dark
She's not gone, I want no longer be alone
It was hard at first but,
I learned it was for better or worst
That's why she is a blessing to me and everyone
She's a living testimony
Without her my life is incomplete and lonely
I learn my Lesson
My Mom Is A Blessing
Copyright © Kimberly Williams | Year Posted 2007
when I didn’t say it
on every single day
deprived of sleep
weary and blue
to say thanks
for all the things
that you do
thank you for producing two gorgeous dots
thank you for not losing the plot
thank you for going to Target and Trader Joes
thank you for picking up diapers, food and clothes
thank you for keeping the refrigerator stocked and clean
thank you for picking up yogurt, mushrooms, peaches and ice cream
thank you for working out our weekly meals
thank you for rushing to the babies when they squeal
thank you for looking after our team
thank you (again) for buying more ice cream
thank you for giving up so much sleep
thank you for dressing the girls as sheep
thank you for always making the bed
thank you for dealing with me and my sore head
thank you for being the person on who we depend
thank you for sending out thank you notes to family and friends
thank you for tolerating my bad jokes and lines
thank you for filling up my glass with wine
thank you for helping me recover from my bike fall
thank you for going back to work, tired and all
thank you for directing us through the easy and the tough
thank you for breastfeeding even when you have had enough
thank you for choosing this wonderful life
thank you for being a friend, mother and wife
Copyright © Grant Norwood | Year Posted 2016
I do not know?
My mommy is my daddy too. She comforts me, she gives me strength, always saying how much she loves me and that my daddy does too...my daddy? My daddy who? Who is my dad, doesn’t he care?
She nurtures, feeds, teaches and disciplines me, tells me life isn’t always fair. Where are you dad, why aren’t you there?
It’s my birthday, she tells me “baby I’m sure he’ll call”, I sat by the phone it did not ring no not at all. She gives me hugs and wipes my tears....where is my daddy? Why isn’t he here? Only met him once in all these years.
She always tells me "It will be okay", but it’s not you see, because at the end of the day, my mommy is my daddy, it’s always been that way.
I tell my mom I miss my dad, she says “yes baby he misses you too”, really mom? You’re a liar, I don’t believe you, and it’s not true. I tell her I hate her for making you go away, she says “I know you’re angry, but I love you anyway”. She tells me “baby no matter what we still have each other”, I tell her I don’t need her, I need my father, but my father is my mother and I love her.
I love her, for all these years, masked behind her silent heartbroken tears, she never complained nor spoke a harsh word of you, was always...he loves you dear it’s true.
She chased away boys, mending my broken hearts, was at all of my games and encouraged my arts. Sometimes she would stare and say I have your eyes, “he's a real great man” and I used to believe her even though it was all lies.
She would go days without food and work double shifts, skip a bill so I would have Christmas gifts. She always stayed true; my mommy was my daddy too.
I love you the stranger that you are. I know the next time I see you it will probably be your demise; your other children will be there and I will give them a hug, no bitter resentment, just love and no cries. I’ll tell you, I forgive you, thank you and no hard feelings, because my mommy was my daddy.........not you!
Copyright © amy epiphany tunks | Year Posted 2012
At times, I know the words to say thanks for what you have done for me
But they end up flying away like a bird that is set free
How do I thank you enough, the one who makes me complete
The one who taught me wrong from right, the one who
tucked me at night. The one who could see into the eyes
of fear, the one who always had a tissue for my tears
The one that made many sacrifices always putting me first
Who could paint the world a picture,
even when things took a turn for the worst.
What way can I thank you for your sweat blood and tears?
For putting up with me for oh so many years…
For changing as I changed, understanding my faults
Love me not because you had to, but because
Thank you for never giving up on me,
When your patience came to reach its end
Thank you for the many years of being my best friend.
And I come to understand, the only way to say thank
you is just this single way:
Look at me before you, see what I have become
and see what I’have grown up to become
See all your great efforts and the great job you have done
All your ambitions and dreams all your wisdom that no one sees
A conversion of your best years passed down to me
Thank you for all my days for all days both gray and blue
But most importantly thank you for making all dreams come true
Copyright © Nicholas Oifoh | Year Posted 2007
I think of you everyday
And miss you in many ways
Even when the days are gray
Thank you mom in every way
You're the best to me today and always
With the suns ray
I love you everyday
Copyright © Eve Anderson | Year Posted 2010
When the wind blew, the birds slowly lifted their eyelids from sleep's seducing spell
Slowly, they met their new day with a feeling no one could explain or tell
They fluttered their wings to welcome the sun’s obnoxious display
Gazing at the people sleeping behind the misty window’s frame
When the wind blew, the birds prepared to take off
To fly to destiny’s tasteful D’lush
To sing melodious tunes
As they brighten a person’s days
When the wind blew, one by one they flew
As they passed by the many houses’ window’s
A chronological sequence it may be
But a story is what it shall be
Long time ago, there, in the beautiful land of empathy, lived a lady and a gentleman
Together they took care of each other; together they raised a child as her life began
Every year, a bird passes by, as it sees the young girl in a different phase
Yesterday she was a child, but today she is beating destiny’s race
But, the one thing that never changed was her smile to the lady that:
Took care of her for the past umpteenth years
Held her close to her heart whenever she was in fear
Stayed by her side when in need
Now, the child grew up to tell her tale
To the birds who visited during the day
“I grew up in the hands of a golden mother who took care of me every second
She watched me as I grew up while I watched her shine every day
She smiled when I made her laugh, while I treasured the smile in my mind
She hugged me whenever I was in need of warmth, while I preserved her warmth
I cherish everything you did for me, dearest mother
And I thank you for every good seed you planted in me”
One day, the birds passed by and left a small letter on the mother’s desk
In it were the words the daughter described
In it were the dear thank you notes she left for her mother as she departed away…
When the wind blew, many objects changed
But, a dear mother's love always remains the same…
Copyright © Sara Zahed | Year Posted 2009
For My Mother
Although you are not here with me today, Mom
On quiet nights, I sometimes remember
How you held my hand and led the way
Those past years never to be forgotten
When I was lost, your words of encouragement
Guided me to the narrow path of fulfillment
And now that I am grown, I look back
To see you, Mom, my Knight in shining armor
When times were hard, you fought your misty eyed tears
How difficult it must have been to hide your most inner fears
And even though you needed love and comforting too
Your sacrifices were for me, unselfish and without thought of you
You taught me to never give up, always be myself each day
To follow my dreams, not letting anything stand in my way
I will try my best but you know it's not easy for me, Mom
To follow in your footsteps, but I'll never let you down
And now that you are no longer here for me to say
I look upon my children with the hope that someday,
They can understand why I often look at the stars for you,
An Angel, still guiding and forever watching over us too
Gone But Not Forgotten
I thank you Mom!
By: Liz Ward
Copyright © Liz Ward | Year Posted 2016
I do not know?
You were there when I was blind
You were there when I fell behind
When I didn't know what to do, you told me
You helped me become me
You were there when the world came crashing down
You helped me get off the ground
When it seemed everything was lost you gave me hope
Throughout all my troubles you kept me afloat
You were there when no one else was
You were there to give me your undevoted love
When everone was against me you didn't leave
You were there to help me see
You were there holding my hand
Throughout my life you were my biggest fan
When I wouldn't listen you never gave up
When I was thirsty you filled my cup
You were when I showed up on your doorstep
For you, life I kept
When I was tired you helped me rest
You helped me become the very best
You were there to help me stop crying
You were there to say never stop trying
When was lost you showed me the way
Because you loved me, Life is now okay
Copyright © Nash Stone-Hess | Year Posted 2005
I do not know?
I am so thankful
Thankful for what God has done
He blessed me with life
A life that overcomes obstacles
A life that is stronger
He blessed me with parents
Parents who made a difference in my life
They showered me with love
They showed me the way to walk in
He blessed me with brothers
One elder, one younger
Brothers that I cannot do without
Brothers who make my life complete
He blessed me with my husband
A man who chose to share his life with me
A man who means the world to me
A man I dearly love
He blessed me with in-laws
Father in-law, mother in-law
Sister in-laws and brother in-laws
In-laws who are special to my heart
In-laws who enabled me to do my part
He blessed me with grandparents
Uncles and aunts
Cousins, nephews and nieces
All equally special
He blessed me with a job
A job that's more of a ministry
Troubled girls and angry youths
Trying at times
But all precious to me
How fortunate I am
One thing I'm sure of
I'm blessed because of Jesus
Copyright © Grace Valentine | Year Posted 2005
Throughout it all, you’re always there.
To guide and teach, to love and share.
To show me things I could not see,
Told me to be the best I could be.
Taught me the values of wrong and right.
In the dark, you are my light.
You’ve stuck by me throughout the years;
Through times of trial, joy, and tears.
Loved and nurtured me and helped me grow.
It means so much, I want you to know.
You’re the kind of person that stands out above the rest.
In a league of your own, that’s better than the best.
You’re not a Father, Sister, or Brother.
You’re the best of all. You are my Mother.
Copyright © Aimee Rodriguez | Year Posted 2015
You are the light in my darkness,
my shelter in a storm.
You give me strength when I am weak,
and your love to keep me warm.
When I was hurting, lost, and hurt,
it was your faith that I had used.
When I was cold, depressed, and lonely,
I stayed alive by your love only.
When I felt pushed or shunned away,
it was then your friendship made me stay.
When I was sick and felt like dying,
I knew you loved me by your crying.
I knew you loved me, knew you cared,
you did what no one else had dared.
You took the time to learn, to see,
just what I really am in me.
You listened to my thoughts and fears,
and helped me wipe away my tears.
You helped me learn, respect, and love,
to pray to God, my Lord above.
You're the light in my darkness, I hope you'll see,
I'll love and thank you, Mom, for eternity.
Copyright © Bryanna Williams | Year Posted 2012