Memory Mum Poems

We’d go exploring along the river and through the woods,
We’d run, and we’d whoop, then go silently to try and see a rabbit if we...

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Head down, ear pricked in curiosity,
The vizard of sleep dancing across
Plump, pink, tired cheeks.

The thump-thump-thump,
A familiar beat, pounds against
Almost-resting ears. 

A sound locked in memory,
One...

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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...

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Happy to know you
With God in you, I am humbled to be
The best of mine to handle my blue
And of trust in me
I learnt how...

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She’s the only one I adored,
Other people cannot see.
My beloved mother so dear,
Her unconditional love for me,

Wrinkled hand for over-worked,
Her tired soul wants to take...

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You are here with me
like a bird in the tree
that sings a sweet tune
and as I look at the moon
certain things I see
brings back the...

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Life is a garland of many lovely flowers,
each flower is a memory that we cherish,
the needle and thread of time pass through the lot,
binding them...

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Thinking of years gone by of my mum
a real friend to me, a real support
always there in my stammering struggle
what would I have done without...

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simple statement of truth that Mothers do not age,
boundless love for offsprings one of God’s gifts,
tears they endure they never show,
hide hurt with hurried smile,
day...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I dreamt of you last night Mum
you smiled at me and held my hand
i woke up with tears in my eyes
and although the years have...

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Remembering My Mum

The Moment that you died My heart was torn in two One side filled with heartache The other died with you I often...

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Blue and pink pair with matted wrists,
Beautifully knitted with floral twists,
Silken interior so smooth to touch,
Gift from mum! Thank you very much!

My darling days of...

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They wait perfumed in fresh clothes,
The kids, at the top of the stairs;
We’ll be back by evening Auntie, says the mother,
C’mon or we’ll miss the...

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Sun approaching the quiet sea
Blue boats leaving port slowly,
Young girls playing with dolls
Andalus music with mint tea;

Call from the white mosque
Lights and silence in the...

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