Mother To Daughter Poems | Examples
These Mother To Daughter poems are examples of poetry about Mother To Daughter. These are the best examples of Daughter Mother To poems written by international poets.
Does the turkey look done? The young bride asked her husband.
She was having both families to Thanksgiving and she was nervous.
Her husband had no clue. He had not ever cooked a turkey either.
His mother was on her way. She had a meat thermometer in her purse.
She did not want to seem pushy, but she was ready to use it.
What do you think? The young bride asked her mother-in-law.
The young bride’s mother tried to give a suggestion, but she got snarled at.
So the mother-in-law kept the meat thermometer in her purse.
Fearful of the wrath of the young cook.
Not realizing women are never as mean to anyone else
As they are to their mothers as she was the mother to six sons, no daughters.
The child is out of control, angry, mad, mean.
Teachers have their theories about what the kid wants as a reward
For doing his work, to stay in his own space,
to leave his classmates alone to stop yelling.
They think he will want to eat lunch with the principal.
He will want to have extra computer time.
He will want to have a talk with the coach for ten minutes a week.
They come up with a list of one hundred things he probably wants.
One teacher asks the child. What does he want?
He wants his mother to put him on her lap and say she loves him.
The teacher calls the mother to put in the request.
The mother says “I don’t have time for that nonsense.”
The teacher thinks she is kidding, but she is not.
Where do they go from here?
Mother to me
is a bittersweet deed
signed in blood
from which
I will never be freed
circa 2007
Dark hair Anemic skin Soft misty eyes
So young how could I know
T’was only on her good days
I was allowed by her bedside
In an ever quiet house
Shades drawn Kids told to hush No reason given
I vaguely remember relatives
Their silent grim faces Lined up taking turns
Down to the end of the hall
While I eyed in the corner
That tall off-limits piano No one ever played
Too young to understand
My ever pensive solemn uncle
Was dealing with becoming a widower
Losing the mother to his daughter
My twelve-year old cousin
Somehow she’d need to cope
Growing up in a grief filled home
Where laughter would never be heard
The blinds kept drawn
For death to linger ever present
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
D evoted to me from the start
O utstanding in care she imparts
N oble in fulfilling my needs
N oteworthy in words and in deeds
A ffectionate mother to me...
My Donna’s as sweet as can be!!!!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Donna isn’t old enough to be my Mama, but she has the most beautiful heart of a mother and has taken me under her wing and adopted me as her daughter. I can’t tell you what a precious gift that is, especially since I lost my Mama 14 years ago….and I’m a BIG BABY at heart and need nurture and care. Thanks, Donna….for being in my life. I love you dearly!