Relationship Mother Daughter Poems | Examples

These Relationship Mother Daughter poems are examples of Mother Daughter poems about Relationship. These are the best examples of Mother Daughter Relationship poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberGeneration Gap

   Once I thought
   the 'Generation Gap'
     was a pile of crap

   Yet today
   I think it's here
     to stay...


Premium Member-A Childs Need

I am a grown woman
Yet sometimes I don’t feel that way
At times I still feel like that little girl
Who just wants her mum here today

The kindness and reassurance I felt as your child
Compares to none
You showed pure unconditional love 
How I  miss that now my sweet mum

You held my hand ,stroked my face
Told me it would be ok
You made me feel  completely safe and secure
My little girl fears faded away

I miss the feel of your small soft hands
Which held mine so lovingly
That little girl still needs her mum
A yearning that will always be….
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Premium MemberA Fragment of My Family

I found it so difficult to write a poem
about my biological mother                 
                          I finally
                            wrote “Oh, Mama”.

It is a sad poem about daughter/mother
relationship, like a crumpled picture
or a torn picture separating me,
being a fragmented piece of my family.

        Will I get an answer why she
        treated me so differently?

                          No answer then.
                            Never will be.

2/24/21   Emile Pinet      Fragmented Verse Poetry 

Used:  How Many Syllables

Premium MemberWhere Did I Go Wrong

She told me that I'd best obey
  My daughter always has her way
When I say 'No,' she stomps and pouts
  Then calls her friends to cuss me out

I don't know why she acts so mean
  I fulfill her every dream
With the latest tech and clothes
  She's a fashionista head to toe

She's realized all of her fantasies
  Except, I guess, getting rid of me

Premium MemberVisiting Mum - List

Mum has been in a care home since dad died . I try to see her every day except when I’m unwell or on holiday. My dad gave my sister cash for 'travel' but she's never visited and for the last 2 years not sent birthday or mother’s day cards or rings her, so my visits are very precious to my mum. When I visit my mum I take:- One loving heart Two arms to embrace her Three ideas for memory games Four funny poems to read to her Five pounds if her wallet is getting low Open ears ready to listen ... Self control for when she is incorrect! Tissues for tears of laughter not sadness Willing hands when she needs help toileting Patience for when she repeats herself Writing Challenge 3, July 2019 - List - Poetry Contest Sponsored by Dear Hear 3/8/19


Premium MemberEverybody I Raised

Everybody I raised wants to drive.
They have to be in charge.
Insisting on being in control.

In a booth, we all have to be on the outside.
Family reunions at restaurants are okay
only if there are chairs.

Not sure where this need to control originates.
Possibly their dad’s side 
or it skipped a generation.

Their grandmothers are both executive producers
of their lives, always sitting in a cat bird seat.
Orchestrating things

What is that annoying noise?
He knows he does not have permission to speak.
I have not had my third cup of coffee.

Yes, it is definitely from his side of the family.
I accept no blame in their
idiosyncrasies and Type A tendencies.

Premium MemberMy Mother's Eyes

i have my mother's eyes
                                     they're on my darker side

                                          when a lover says
                                   you're just like your mother


                                        i can hear them roll




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Premium MemberPatience

Parent becomes child becomes as parent –

Apparent is elder one’s impairment.

Trying feelings and thoughts run concurrent

In this cycle of human life changes.

Emotional weight can out right drain us.

Navigating relationship strangeness,

Concentrating on being courageous,

Entails resolute faith to sustain us.

Premium MemberTo My Ps Mama, Donna Jones

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!

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