Best Momma Poems
From a babe to a man, I needed your hand. Now I understand, it was part of God's
ultimate plan. I was to be raised by another woman. Don't get me wrong, Grandmomma was something! She gave me all the love a child could need. She was always there for me. Truly a blessing! No Mother, you don't owe me a thing. Not even an explanation. I can't sing, so I wrote this dedication, tTo show my appreciation.
Momma, Momma you're still #1. No matter the distance; rRegardless of what you've done. As God is my witness, I'm still your son.
Yes I hold resentments, and that is hard to ignore. My hurt I can't hide. When
you kicked me out. And out of your three children, why was I the one you let go?
From afar you watched me grow. Did you worry about my well being? On the surface, looks can be deceiving. No, I was not well. I was actually a child living in hell. Easy for you to say "It's over, it's the past". I was forced to grow up too fast!
Momma, Momma you're still #1. No matter the distance. Regardless of what you've done. As God is my witness. I'm still your son.
I remember spending the night with you and that was such a treat, just to escape the hurt from being beat. Looking back it was a real tragedy. I felt you didn't love me. You were my Mother but you gave me up so easily. Grandmomma became my only family. The only person I could rely on. But now she's gone. Even now as a grown man, I feel so alone. If I could sing, this would be my song--
Momma, Momma you're my queen. For you I would do anything. I just want you to be proud of me. Whatever I've done, please accept my apology. I'm not perfect, never claimed to be.
But I am strong. Especially dealing with this pain for so long. I just hope we can finally be a family when I come home.
Dedicated to my Momma "Phyllis Ann Lopez"
Note: Thank you Poetry Soup for allowing me to share another piece of my life. From both
pieces "For Grandmomma" to this piece "For Momma" you can picture my relationships with
both women. My mother was far from perfect...But no one is perfect and I love her all the
same! Jimmy
Ok how do I do this
Where do I start
I can't remember much
But I love you with all my heart
To tell you the truth I'm really lost
I've relied on you for everything
You tried to give me the world
All I've given you is pain
Here's a shocker, I still need your help
Help me remember things
As I search for self
You and me, we've always been close
I love you so much
I'm trying to love God the most
I owe you much more than I could ever give
You've always loved me
No matter what I did
You're a great woman
Thank you for all you do
When I read Proverbs 31
It makes me think of you
I made you a promise
I won't stop until it's done
God bless you Momma
Love your Prodigal Son
Author: James Ryan White
Momma, you might be gone now but I stll have you in my heart.
Momma, we might have fought alot, but in the end you were stil my best friend.
Momma, you were the one that new all I had done wrong.
Momma, you were always there, every single restless night, every helpless fright.
Momma, every day I had with you, was more than I really new.
Momma, its been a rough year without you here.
Momma, sometimes I want to curl up in your arms and cry.
Momma. I miss you, but don't worry Im gettin through.
Momma, I love you. and miss you... R.I.P. Momma.
She sells items of meager income,
such as;
Soap-flakes, peanuts,
soft drinks, bakeries.
Not to make profit
but at least rich enough
To feed the family of gold.
my mummy’s little outlet,
is the bachelor’s pride.
The young men,
stride in and out
at will to the little corner,
to make themselves
fit for the kitchen,
borrow for the belly,
save for the day,
and pay for the morrow.
Its chokes to notice
You re gone
Red is still the
Colours of the blood
In our heart eyes
Though skin varies
Love you Momma.
The blackness
Of your skin
Is it strength
2ND PLACE WIN
I Can't Breathe
Richard Lamoureux
5/29/2020
Momma you always said to me,
"babe when I'm not there and
you'er scared, look up at the
moon and I'll be there."
As I look upon my Life
Moment I Treasure
With Love there is no measure
Precious in True
Moment with Momma
Yes.. was very few
Memo a long car ride
But then when I was four
Taken away..
but yet.. I always prayed
I would get to see..
My Momma.. once more...
Then when I was Ten..
I got to see her again
I got to spend
A Precious few years
Then was promised
Into marriage
At age of Sixteen
Away went the moment
Time and between
But as I prayed
Someday
Again.. I shall get to spend
Precious moment with my Momma
I memo the day
I said.. to Momma.. I can't wait
Till Jesus comes to take us home
I pray.. Momma that we together shall see
Precious moments of God's Glory
Then my Momma smiled at me
And said.. she hoped it would be too
But her time.. here soon be-threw
I said.. Oh.. Momma.. we then together shall be
Changed in a twinkle of an eye..
we together.. shall meet the Lord in the sky
I pray He comes.. before this day is done
Then my momma smiles..
Sweeet smile.. then she said
I won't be here.. for I shall be gone away
to be by our lords side..
But on that day
You my dear.. Shall be
With all Eyes.. shall surely see..
His Glorious moment
Of His Appearing
Then tis be
I did get to see
God granted me
Such Precious moments
Tho may have been a Few
But seeing within her face
twas such a-glow
I know..
Tis of God's Divine Grace
Momma is Jewel
Precious and sweeet
Treasure's of Light
God's tool.. complete
Last few moments..
Ever so Precious in sight
Tho.. tis soon.. I know..
As pray.. shall be..
Spend.. Precious moments again
Forever In Eternity
Jesus.. Glorious Moment
Time soon be..
His Divine Appearing
Come to Jesus.. Time is Now at Hand
God's Glorious Appearing
Soon shall be.. For all Eyes to see
Where tis You and Your Loved one's Shall be?
Come to Jesus.. tell your Loved ones too
Then You all.. shall Spend in Eternity together
With Our Savior.. Forever
Dedicated.. My Precious.. Momma "I Love You"
A kiss on your cheek.
Mom play hide and seek with me.
Close eyes do not peek!
Recalling my Grandmomma who raised me from the age of two.
Momma always told me,
"Children should be seen but not heard."
'Til I streaked through her Garden Party
And muttered not a word.
Momma always told me,
"The best birth control is an aspirin held tight between your knees."
But my boyfriends ALL had headaches!
Glad I put their heads at ease!
Momma always told me,
"They won't buy the cow if they get the milk for free,"
So I never served my best beaus milk,
Just liquor, wine and me!
Poor momma had another saying,
"You'll be the death of me!"
Momma, you were always right!
There was arsenic in that tea.
7/1/15
Pretty sugar momma....
Your sweet love's the one I......can't get enough of...
Come on, come on, come on..
Pretty sugar momma....don't play so tough love....
Set your feelings free....
You mean the world to me...
My love is yours to keep...
And girl you'll always be...
My pretty sugar momma...
And you're always gonna....get all my love and...
I truly wanna....
Pretty sugar momma....with all your love and...
Girl you'll always be...
The only love for me...
Take my hand and be....
The better half of me....
Come on, come on, come on...
Pretty sugar momma....don't play so tough love.....
Come on, come on, come on...
Your sweet love's the one I....can't get enough of....
Share your love with me...
Take my hand and be...
My pretty sugar momma...
Come on, come on, come on.....
You mean the world to me-e-e-e-e..!!!
Momma Has Dementia
I miss my mother so terribly
yet, she still walks the planet today,
still looking like herself, her smile and her laugh
but her thoughts are only on yesterday.
But, let me look back at her life to see
what I can find,
there is morality in the raising of her girls and
and courage when her loved ones were dying.
As a teenager when my heart would be broken
by some unfaithful boyfriend of mine,
daddy and momma would dance to break off my sorrow
wanting again to see my face to shine.
She has always been so independent
and such a hard worker to,
taking such care of daddy and my sisters and me
so in my heart I praise the Lord gratefully.
Then the fun we have had out shopping
and together going to foreign lands,
sightseeing and visiting and all parts of the trip
just having her with me made it so grand.
For you see, good parents are hard to come by
in this wicked world of ours,
so I know that mine was Heaven sent
and by the Father’s hand they were lent.
And when her earthly life is over
and her time to leave here has come,
I know that she’ll be with Him in Heaven
for she has trusted in God’s only Son.
Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings
Momma went home in 2012
Okay, tomorrow Father's dayy & i'm sitting here thankingg about all my father's done for me . . Yeaa, he gave me money from time to time, but it wus nuthang compared to what momma gave (: , she gave up her teenage life just to raise me how she wanted me and she worked hard to keep a roof over my head with plenty of food . . if i had a personal problem, momma was first to know and momma knows me better than ANYONE..! Yess, i tell my friend about this & that, but believe it or not ;; my momma gone always know ! If i lost my viginity, momma knows & momma can try to stop me, but most likely imaa listen to myself & go down the wrong road.. my momma keeps my head up and on tha right track . . she's my motivation and righht hand ;; i may act a fool from time to time, but my momma gone ALWAYS be here ! whn friendss walk away and family is no where to be found, momma gone always be right by my side with a shoulder to cry on, a smile to share, and a ear to listenn;; Whenever my inquiring mind wants to know something.. momma knows the answer and its the best one in tha world (: her love is like no other andd she's my EVERYTHING !! she carries her label "Momma" to the fullest and ionn care what NOBODY says, " MY MOMMA IS THE BEST ONE AROUND : D " .!
- if you wnna get respected by youur label "Momma OR Daddy"; Yu gotta takee care of your responsibilities (: ,
momma took care of BOTH sides of responsibilites, so i stand here today as a young adult in the making wishing her a happy father's dayy (: , i love yu mommiee !
*Oan' Happy Fatherss day Gmaa ` Dana Davis`
&& Happy father's day to all the othr mothers out making thangs happen and working hard for their kidss . . .!
"Happy father's to the brave men, the real men, the men that accept their responsibilities and never turned their back on their children, and thank you to the great mothers that embrace the challenges of playing the role of both mother and father for their children when those cowardly men were never there to face their own responsibilities... Happy father's day!" - LexussJonessSaid It Bestt (: -
Chapter 1;
THE LIGHT THAT COULD NOT BE EXTINGUESHED
They say that demons can be generational, that they can attach themselves to a family for decades with such a stronghold, that the individuals are blissfully ignorant to the forces that are working against them. Ours dug themselves in like an insatiable tick sucking the very marrow out of our family life. And it was just normal to us.
The nurses nicknamed me Rosebud when I was born because I only weighed 2 pounds, and was not expected to live. I was always told that my mother had taken a fall and went into early labor, it wasn’t until 40 years later I would learn the heart wrenching truth that helped set me free.
There are a few fond memories that come to mind during my early years, going to the beach outside of Exeter New Hampshire. I can still clearly see my mom with her bouffant hair do and pokadot bikini. Coal black hair, blue eyes. She was beautiful.
Running through the mossy green creeks of Shickshinny Pennsylvania, chasing frogs. But the most vivid memories are from our journey to the west. My Father was a welder that afforded him the opportunity to venture out west to the Four Corners area of New Mexico when the oilfield was booming in 1978. Dad was born into a wealthy family. The Hickok bloodline, as in Wild Bill Hickok. I can still hear him shouting after several drinks of Importers vodka; YOU GOT HICKOK BLOOD RUNNING THROUGH YOU VIENS, AND DON’T YOU FORGET THAT! But my father was a spoiled brat and he ended up squandering his inheritance, in a drunken stupor. Leaving us kids, nothing but a stiff upper lip. I had 3 brothers and 1 sister.
To be continued...
If I did all that my momma taught me
I would live in a clean home
And always wear perfume
I would say thank yous
And how do you do?s
I would find brand name bargains
And have no hand me downs
I would always wash dishes
Keep everything in shipshape
I would manicure my toenails
And walk with smaller steps
I would leave parties early
And wake up cheerfully
I would boast less, smile more
Eat less, exercise more
Call my friends and family
Compliment them often
Save more money
And sit in simple comfort
If I did all that my momma taught me
I would not be me
I don't even think
My momma would be pleased
To never get to do
What she does best--
To counsel and fix me
Or to constantly worry!
Dearest momma,
I sure do love you and miss you.
From this helicopter, I get a gruesome view.
Some friends are wading in the mud.
Carrying one wounded keeping him out of the crud.
I hate to say it, but Vietnam's like hell.
Everywhere you look you see fragments of blown up shell.
When will this war ever end precious one?
Will I see you at home or beyond the sun?
Keep praying for these copters to stay in the air,
and to keep us here in Vietnam, safe from all the fire.
Momma darling I must close this letter.
And we'll hope and pray all our days will get better.
Your loving son,
Jimmy
Jimmy Anderson "World of War: Vietnam" contest
Momma tell your son
It's not about guns
It's not about the buns
on his sweet little huns
Momma tell your son
It's not about shame
It's not about the blame
or the old con game
Momma tell your son
It's not about hate
It's not about the things
In his grand estate
Momma tell your son
that satan hasn't won
and it's not too late
to hit his knees and pray
Momma tell your son
It's all about faith
"God is"
the highest power
and will return one day!!!