Mother Cute Poems

A clear-beaded mousie
with a pointy black nose,
twitchable beaded tail,
and ruffly yellow clothes.

The tail can tilt her head--
she nods without a squeak!
Quiet little church mouse,
I bought...

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Ah, my Mother just filled my fondest wishes 
Licking an ice cream cone, oh, it is delicous!

Vanilla ice cream for a great dog like me?
Tastes...

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A wild flower, grew up through
a crack in the pavement, I wondered,
why already not trampled
by so many preoccupied feet?  

Sat I down on a...

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Mother of Mothers
An Old Model T
A car that could speak
A Mother no one could beat
Humans had a retreat
Mother the car with a mind of its...

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This lady’s hair is so, so white,
creates an aura for that face.
Her age puts forth its beauty in the street.

She could be my charming mother,
my...

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"We are cute spring chicks with fluffy feathers that keep
us warm; real small, like to run, and we are adorable ! "

  ...

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I've always loved you
despite the objections raised,
Will you mother my love child?

I am forever
grateful my love, but marry
me I will mother your child....

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It’s all cozy again ,
So soothing and warm. 
It feels rosy again, 
As if the return of that charm; 
The rainbow the sunshines 
The pinks...

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Cute Little Sea Snail

From this cute little shell,
you made your home.
You take it with you,
wherever you roam.

So lovely as it is, 
it is also so...

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I travel back to a nascent time,
when bairn girl sojourner twins arrived.
Born from their earth mother’s womb, 
embodied by Mother Nature’s bosom.
Goddesses embraced by the...

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Drowning in my own existence
Hating life 
But the ultimate passion
I had to have
No, I am not the problem
I won’t let you take my breath away
I...

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The Conscious mind 

When does human consciousness begin? 
I have been going back, to what I remember of my childhood, to the point of baby...

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To me-
Loving you was like
That one warm august day;
The one forever imprinted in your brain. 
When your parents finally;
Let you chase down the ice cream...

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Hey  fox cub whaur will ye play the day?  

The forest floor is covered in bronze an gold  

leaf hiding youngsters like...

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My dream was to marry Miss Poetry
When I was very, very young
Intelligent, determined and strong
Miss Poetry was sweet, zesty and classy.

My Muse was about styles...

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