Thank You Mom Poems | Examples
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M+Mother you work very hard for our family,
O+Oven hot for wonderful homemade meals.
T+Tiny ones you were given from,
H+Heaven above.
E+Everyone wants to say Thank You,
R+Raising a glass for your love on this very,
'S+Special day.
D+Doing God's work you are,
A+An angel disguised as a mother.
Y+You have all my love forever.
Happy Birthday, Mom
Happy birthday, my mom, I am wishing you all the good
You gave me a life, how can I say thank you? I don't know
God give you in my life, for life, hmm, a great parent, love
You have suffered a lot in my life, Vilmos was a bad boy
Yes, I am not a diamond, but you always took care of me
I love you, oh Mom, your life is mine, mine is yours, our kind
Thank you for your life, and mine, and my father, I love yours
Your lives, implanted in my heart, oh time, God, great parents
We are together in soul, in the God
Happy Birthday, oh my Mom! Love
Vilmos
by Maxwell "Max" Sebastian Burchett
However you say the name,
Mom, Mum, Momma, Mommy,
We all feel the same.
Dear Mother, Thank you!
For all you did for me.
You did not have to,
I know, it was all a genuine gift.
You wanted to.
Every meal, all I wore,
Did not matter, if a little or more,
You gave all you had, was mine,
Then touched my heart with loving words, and stories read,
Your voice, stored always in my mind.
The love you gave
Was like no other gift in this world,
Greater than all earthly things.
What carried me on,
What meant more,
Was your gift
Of love divine.
Thank you, Mama!
Mom
You was wise
With your advice
The love your heart held
Stuck to mine like a weld
So much I did learn
Even when the hate did burn
Always soothed my soul
I don't know if it was your goal
But you taught me to live
You taught me to give
The things I learned from you
Taught me to be true
For what I should fight for
Not to ask for more
Than what I need
For my words to plant the seed
My souls important to feed
I love you so much
At your memory I sometimes clutch
Mother of mine
Are you now an angel that can shine
I miss you
My love is still true.
Your always in my heart
Though your gone we're not apart
Thank you for all you done
Proud to of been your son
If it weren't for you, where would I be?
............Thank God for our family tree!
I seem to take you for granted Mom
But it's truly not meant to be.
It's just that you are too good to us all
And especially good to me.
I realize when life is made easier
By the goodness of someone so dear
It's hard to remember to thank you
When I see you each day of the year.
But I do appreciate you dear Mother
And I know I don't tell you enough
You are the reason I'm living
And you are the reason I'm loved.
Happy Birthday Mom I miss you so much.
You are still in my heart, so we are never out of touch.
I can still hear your voice and see your sweet smile.
They say life is short, so maybe I’ll see you in a little while.
You are constantly in my thoughts and I am doing just fine.
It’s October the 8th so I thought I would drop you a quick line.
How’s my baby brother, is he keeping you on your toes?
How about those twins, I’m really curious to know?
I have doubled my years since you’ve left and gone home.
My family is close by so I am never alone
Thank you so much for giving me life
I thank God everyday that you were my father’s wife.
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
Missing Flowers
There are no blooms on the table.
Nothing in the vase by the window.
Empty water,
in the one near the door.
Outside in the garden...
Nothing.
The cheer is gone from my office.
The joy is absent from my rooms.
The kitchen...
no reason to bake.
The garden no cause to sow.
Remnants lie on the table,
quilts unmade,
letters unwritten.
The sweetness gone,
from the tea.
You never call.
I am not important.
That is okay.
I am lifted knowing...
"He" is with you.
All that has passed,
from the first I saw your face,
to the last I savored your visage,
has been a humble...
blessing in my life.
Thank you Lord,
for my kid.
Good Morning Mom
What is your day like?
What are you doing now?
Do you have things to do?
Can I be of help to you?
I have been here before,
you are at my door,
you need me now,
I am here.
You got up late,
You have missed your bus,
time is short,
I am here.
Yes, I can take you…
That is my response.
My kid laughs and smiles on the other side.
“I will get right up, I was going that way…”
at this time in the morning, I had nothing else to say…
(a big mom smile on my face)
Off to get ready, knowing the day will be alright,
a huge problem, a dilemma had been made… light.
I can hear singing and laughing somewhere in the house.
“Thank you for the morning Lord.” (whispered)
I am here.
"1...2...3... Abracadabru, Please and Thank You!
Let The Light Turn...Green!"
Seven is a whole passel Max, not Mid,
But never shirk you did, never asked for a Bid,
Never also, we would not, you be Rid,
One O'Them, Rusty, the third floor Kid,
Lindsey was "Heart & Soul" 'til her digits did Skid,
The Rob, Brave Knave, yet 'neath a shore table Hid,
Kristie the Red "Incred" to Lee lovingly Slid,
Jen the Wren, Rambunctious Doer, her Rick Did,
Hilary, numbered John, even Lamp Lids,
Nori Pooh Bear gymnast, flipped Tom's Id,
Seven is a Duo, and How!, Plus a Quid,
All by Wooden Spoon marched, like navy Mids,
Your Caesars cut us 7 from rough Burlap
"Veni, Vici, Vids"
Written to demonstrate that post-stroke I could still write verse on Mother's Day
that was 7 yrs. ago
These words of sadness sleep inside my heart
and they lie dormant for a while until
my mind awakens them with thoughts of you;
the years we've missed together, dearest Mom.
So young you were that day you left, and I
had not a chance to give you my last kiss
and thank you for our years together spent:
the loving ways that you passed on to me.
I write this poem too, with thankful thoughts.
The years went by, but you still live in me.
These words of sadness sleep inside my heart,
but all you taught remains my guiding light.
I write to you, my thoughts, with weeping words
then tuck them in my heart to sleep again.
October 6, 2017
~Dear Mom~
(Couplet)
Mom,I miss your smiling face
Your loving voice and embrace
You're considerate and kind
You are everyday in my mind
Dear mom, it's you I do miss
I send you a hug and a kiss
You give me your tender love
Which comes from God above
I can't ever thank you enough
For all the love you've shown me
Grateful for all the things
Through the years you've given me
Dear mom, I miss your loving face
No other love can ever take your place.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
May.10.2015
This is a heartfelt Mothers Day dedication to my very dear Mum and all the Moms in the world:)
I see you
Do you see me peeking at you
From behind the rose bush?
Look at your lovely hair - a tousled mess
Those eyes, gleaming in the afternoon sunlight
I pull on your apron strings
Perchance a small smile
Oh no! Not a frown from you
I see you
Did you know that I was watching you
When you were busy making chocolate cake?
Just look at your sweet face
Flour on your nose and cheek
I squeeze your arm tightly
Mayhaps I get the spoon
Thank you for keeping me close
I see you
You don't know that I am looking at you
Wrapped up in your blanket
So cozy and warm - a quiet nod
A peaceful time for you
Can hardly wait for you to waken
I'll find a hiding place
So I can watch again
You've given me encouragement every single day,
You have helped me to fly, in your kind and loving way,
You lifted my wings with your wind, so I could see,
Which is more than anyone has ever done for me.
How do I put into words, things that I can never say,
Your words of encouragement are always here to stay,
My love and thankfulness, if I can repay it I would,
I am writing this because only you knew that I could.
This poem is dedicated to my Mom, Janet Deschler.
She is always the "wind beneath my wings".