Mother Son Poems | Examples of Mother Son Poetry

He's closed the blinds. His twilight dawns. A midday reverie. Within his mind, a vision spawns, awash in mystery. * A levee bursts, torrents crash free— a castle from a dream. Atop his throne, court bent on knee, all hail: "Long live the King!" * Then suddenly, the hall doors boom. "A beast! A beast has come!" As herald wails, and dread consumes: "The end! The...

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I wish I could put into words the love a mother has for her child. It is a depth that no one else can reach. They are my existence; they are my breath. My children illuminate my soul and give my life purpose. It's like seeing the world for the first time. They are so...

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He was strong in life But even stronger in death He refused to be forgotten So he stained the pavement in his blood A haunting reminder of what was done His blood spoke more than words could It's echo mourned his childhood To his friends and family he was the embodiment of love To the system they called him a thug How can that...

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My little cousin, Junior, lost his mom when she was only 39 and he was 9. It was such a devastating time for him – her pet name for Junior was “June Bug” Junior had a beautiful mom Unlike any other Never knew a heart so calm Ever the amazing mother! Blessed by her light, her sacrifice Unending grace beyond a...

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A duckling was practicing his quacks And his poor mother could not relax Said he'd be out on a limb If he did not stop the din Duckie quacked and got the sealing wax....

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My firstborn son, my heart’s new dawn, Your tiny cry, the light that shone In that first breath, I learned to be The mom I’d always longed to see. Your love, so pure, so bright and clear, Awoke a strength I never feared. You took my world and turned it round, In every smile, a home I found. You made me whole, you...

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If ever you were taken from me, The sun would rise in mourning black, And birds would fold their wings in shame For mother not to bring you back. The sky would wear your apron soft, The wind would weep your name, And I — a child with broken psalms — Would never speak the same. If ever you were taken from...

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If they shoot, tell my story A boy writes a letter to his mother She will know nothing of it Until Something bad happens But he knows something will He knows the colour of his skin He knows that it means a possible death sentence He gives his mom direct instructions Of what to do if they try to silence his existence...

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Two mothers who never met were connected by tragedy, murder and death. They gave birth to two different offspring that in one moment would alter both women’s lives. Violet did her best to raise James in a gang infested neighborhood. Lettice was a wild spirit living on the edge and highly misunderstood. Violet worked two jobs while Lettice worked...

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I was your mom before i was anything else, My name, before my plans, Before the life i thought i’d have— I was yours. Now the world keeps turning, But i don’t know where i fit, Who am i supposed to be If I'm no longer your mom? People say, you’ll always be Cody’s mother, But they don’t understand, Being a mother is doing,...

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To My Son, On His Birthday Today you stand, a year more bold and bright, A soul so full of wonder, joy, and grace. Each dawn you chase with laughter and with light, A universe of love shines in your face. I’ve watched you grow through seasons vibrant hues, From tiny hands to dreams too wide to hold. The world feels kinder...

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The Queen Of Emeralds. Thy mothers name is victoria! So full of strength and love! Thy mothers voice is that of a songbird, spirit is of queen of storms. Thy mothers net is one of safety, not just for me and my siblings, however strong enough for all children of the sea. Thy mothers passion is of furious pain...

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My younger son is my best judge, I believe, Having spent more time with me, he can assess me better. His random statements about my personality, I believe are uttered with sincerity, not simply to please. To him, the outstanding qualities of his mother Are Compassion, Piety and...

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mother child nestled encircled sings a lullaby shouts rebuke forever giving endless forgiving cuddles with soft hands scolds with look of eyes a candle that gently guides a flint that fires up the child kisses heals with tender grace hugs forgives all falls from grace silence teaches more than words songs unsung are yet...

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Made motherless in your mid teens, father removed by grief, brother and sister crying out, your youth was taken by need. Emotions went subterranean, kept capped too deep in you to weep to the surface. You became a mother. As a child I never knew your pain, I was too busy with my own. You carried those unhealed scars under a granite veneer. Tears were...

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