Moms Poems - Poems about Moms

... Sometimes our worst nightmares come true. As dads, moms, sons, daughters, our closest family and friends too, we are all subject to a final date and time. Life's biggest joys, challenges, losses,......Read the rest...

...Turns into long day making lunch and washing clothes no time for cat nap......Read the rest...

...My little face says it all Adults think they know it all When they don't know a thing It can be hard sometimes to be a baby One moment you're the best thing in the world Everyone loves a baby ......Read the rest...

... Observing kindness can bring one such joy. Kindness to his mom, by a little boy. Moms on the couch, all tired and unhappy. The child asks, “does mommy need a nappy? The family next door has f......Read the rest...

...Spring has sprung, a new day begun, In fields of green and skies so blue, The air is filled with morning dew. Beneath the sun, in the meadow Bunnies frolic, playing chase all day With joy and m......Read the rest...

... It’s hard to believe our neighbor’s daughter, Abby, just turned one… we’re amazed in a year how much she’s grown. to celebrate her momentous day…we gave her a Fisher-Price telephone. We know i......Read the rest...

...You bombed, bombed Now you airdrop aids You killed, killed God’s children Pregnant moms Innocent women Poor toddlers Weak boys and sick men No reason You poisoned water You robbed, robbed ......Read the rest...

... "If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy" One of my favorite quotes by a man named Ron Hall If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. Tell that to each kid and his or her pappy. Some moms can b......Read the rest...

... We are commonly predisposed To lack of common sense - case closed! We seem to have it all and more and some, Well nourished and beyond, stern doctors say. Internet mis/informed by......Read the rest...

...i remember your bedroom at your moms house, Thin walls and black blankets. A energy drink and my perfume resting on your side desk, The journal you’d draw in, And you’d draw me. Your g......Read the rest...

...There’s no one in the playground When I walk at break of day. The jungle gyms are empty Since no climbing’s underway. The slides and swings are waiting For the toddlers and the tots Who, with......Read the rest...

...St Patrick’s day cat wore a tam to die for. We saw him the second he sauntered into the door. The pub would never be the same, he was glamor and more. A fine dapper Irish cat, who serenaded us wit......Read the rest...

...Only birds tell the truth, They hear our little fears And lay them in their nests, They know when we cry And tell all their friends, in heaven, Only birds tell the truth, Better than the grea......Read the rest...

...Cries of humanity Cries of war War that kills War imposed upon kids Kids as pure as a Mother’s love Kids with million dreams Dreams that are shattered Dreams destroyed by weapons Weapons u......Read the rest...

... A bisque sun on the windowsill, the early light smells of marigolds. Beyond, the garden is as usual, a haven for cracked clay pots, after windy nights there are yet more broken terracotta options......Read the rest...