Mothers Day Mom Poems | Examples
These Mothers Day Mom poems are examples of poetry about Mothers Day Mom. These are the best examples of Mom Mothers Day poems written by international poets.
The miracle of birth alone
For unto you can only be known
Now your arduous journey has begun
Like a flower blossoming under the sun
The pain and emotions you go through and endure
A love unsullied and so pure
And the source of strength you somehow derived
Till your new born arrived
For unto one’s life is born another
There is no love greater than that of a mother
S=Son you are the very best
O=On Mother's Day and everyday and every
N=night.
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 from a boutique.
(True story!)
teeth marks in this page
some puncture wounds
I write anyway
Loud music from hallways
Annoying kid argument
I write more rapidly
Knowing kids and dogs will find me momentarily
the life of a mom
My wife's named Irina, though we all call her 'Mom'
For her is this tribute, our little Psalm
She cooks delicious meals for our family every day
Happy to do it, without a nickel of pay
Whatever needs to be done, laundry or cleaning
She's on it cheerfully, to her it's not demeaning
For Irina takes pride in a home that sparkles and shines
A comfortable domicile, where we happily dine
The blessings she has brought to us, to count are so many
May God grant her good health and long life ~ to 120!
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Jews traditionally wish each other long life to 120 years,
since that was how long Moses lived. (He passed away
on his 120th birthday).
A Real Mom
My real mom,
let us starve sometimes.
My claimed mother fed us,
when we were hungry.
My real mom,
did not care if we had shoes,
or the blues.
She did not care to hear...
about step-father lies,
as that is how she felt,
about things.
My claimed mother,
gave us blankets,
and lunch money,
bought what was needed...
when there was a miracle to be had
and we were beyond sad.
My claimed mother,
is an angel.
My real mother...
is not really a real mother.
My claimed mother...
is!
Rock Me
Dearest Mother,
how should I begin?
You were/are mine,
"Claimed", forever.
You adopted me,
to see that life was not...
meant to be: cruel or hard,
evil or even maddening and manic.
It was instead,
a gift and blessing.
You made me feel of worth,
and that I had some value,
to someone...
other than the darkness.
Then you blessed me
beyond all reason,
and told me of Him,
on high...
You really do love me I know.
Miss you Mom.
This is just a note to say,
How much you mean to me,
How special are my thoughts of you,
How much you'll always be,
A very special part of me,
A warm spot in my heart,
And though you're years and miles away,
We're really not apart;
And though the road I walk be long,
With many twists and turns,
Your memory will light my days,
As though a candle burns,
Within my heart dispelling gloom,
Encouraging my spirit,
Enabling hope to come again,
With sweet words of endearment.
My Mother is way long gone....
But I wish I could hug her and sing her a song.
As her birthday this year is on Mother's Day.
And we cannot blow out the candles this May!
I have written about Irene before.
A most fitting name for a woman who wanted peace
forevermore.
She lives is God's golden city,
And, knowing her, making it extraordinarily pretty.
Have a room ready for me, Mom, when I come home.
So that on the stars and Milky Way, we shall forever roam.
Your daughter...Panagiota
May 10, 2020
2pm PST
Motherly making modestly comforting comes to me
Orderly onslaught of ordinary endearing caresses
Maintaining assurances endearing a masterful heart
---MOM
5/10/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
To all those mothers that make homemade and or can or powder soups;
To all those nature waters in this exclusive group;
A prayerful inspirational beautiful;
This is the truth;
To every woman who's a poetess;
The brilliant word sleuth;
Thank you for all you do;
God bless you;
And the children who;
You co created
This is the truth;
You belong to an exclusive group;
Poetess, author, writer sleuth;
God bless you, thank you for all you do;
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY ALL YOU
MOTHER'S of Poetry Soup;
5/10/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
“What are you doing, son?” she asked after he began to carry her
when she was having trouble as they walked down by the sea?
“Just returning the favor,” Mom, he said,
“for all those years…you carried me.”
It's been 21 years since you went away
And I have missed you dearly every day
Never one more gentler, kinder, sweeter
Most supportive and ever understanding
Your ears were constantly opened to others
Your big heart was filled with love so genuine
I'm thinking about and missing you this Spring morning
You were always encouraging and believing in me
I always felt your love reaching out
And in your eyes, I saw no doubt
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I prayed many years ago
For a favor from the Lord.
I asked Him for a special gift
One that I could not afford.
I thought about the blessings
My mother gave to me,
And nothing here on earth
Matched her generosity.
So one night, I laid in bed,
Gazing up toward Paradise.
I asked that He would make for me
A crown, surpassing price.
One bedecked with precious stones;
Of gold and glorious metals.
The finest heaven has to give
That my debt of love be settled.
I believe He heard my prayer
Though God has other, greater crowns
Mine will satisfy my soul’s travail:
To crown her brow as praise resounds.
When she wondered if she had ever seen anything as beautiful as her baby
a voice inside her answered
Never
and when she wondered how long this feeling of love would last
that same voice whispered
forever.