Missing Mom Poems

These Missing Mom poems are examples of Mom poems about Missing. These are the best examples of Mom Missing poems written by international poets.

"The pen must go where the pen wants to go. Today it went down Heartbroken Lane." By Poet

The day came in with a great start
but

© Paula Goldsmith  

I carry you with me 
Everywhere that I go.

In my eyes,
In my smile,
In the way I walk,
How I talk, 
Even how I act and dress.

I

© Micheala Ruth September  

Missing my Parents
Both are gone
Jesus is with me
I am never alone.

Rest my dear Parents
You've done your best
Remembrance in memories
Centuries, Decades, through Destiny
All the rest.

© Ms. Catherine  

A empty page awaits the perfect words I hope will convey what I feel when looking back at the lifetime we shared.  

But I

© Elaine George   

And when I call your name
Louder than an ocean's chime,
I hope you'll find the time
To come and find me again.

     

© Micheala Ruth September  

Thinking of you in everything I do;

gratefully, deep thoughts of you live on.

You are so missed- yet, promise it is true-

until my days expire and

© Sandra Haight  

The water ripples, the wind howls as the dock sways with the breeze.
The birds chirping, the turtles tanning, the leaves tremble on the trees.
Peace be

© Jessica Murphy  

    My dusty box of memories
    can be compared to
         

© Anne-Lise Andresen  

I'll wake up each morning,
A dull ache in my side.
I hear the room door open
And wait for you to come
Throw yourself on top of me,
A

© Micheala Ruth September  

The world tilts into a crescendo,
manifesting a lure of viral plague,
pervasive and fangs virulent,
sickening coquettish carnivorous creatures.

Why bother with their musings,
why care?

A question that reminds

© Beatrix Macabre  

Wanted to write you a poem for mother's day
yet with all the words I can say
nothing seems to be good enough
to express the love we

© Phyllis Babcock  

Precious moments are gone
tears of a crying soul that long
here today gone tomorrow
in the heart sorrow
reaching and touching your hand
a heart that felt broken
thousands of

© Phyllis Babcock  

Back fifty-three long years ago, she left;
my Mom- at the young age of fifty-five.
Yet, she is always with me every day;
my heart and memories keep

© Sandra Haight  

An inevitable sadness 
looms up ahead
crushing my heart
and filling my head
it’s the absence of something
that’s causing this pain
the undeniable knowledge
that I’ll never see her again
my

© Rory Galbraith  

When I knew no healing elixir and no cure
I never wanted to give you hopes
Yet, I lied, beautifully lied, giving hopeless hopes
Promising everything will be

© Sini K Mathew