Short Momma Poems
Short Momma Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Momma by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Momma by length and keyword.
A kiss on your cheek.
Mom play hide and seek with me.
Close eyes do not peek!
Recalling my Grandmomma who raised me from the age of two.
My momma knows me well.
She motivates me so that I can excel.
My momma works with me.
My momma is lovely.
She motivates me so that I can excel.
My momma knows me well.
I cry when I think about my mom
I was bad at being a son
I thought she had so many
that she loved more than me.
The son that always
seamed too busy
to even
visit
her
The very first image I recall in my youth
Was momma a-rockin' as her contentment oozed
In spite of the hardships
During the thirties starkness
She always sang quietly remaining aloof
The very first image I recall in my youth
Was momma a-rockin' as her contentment oozed
In spite of the hardships
During the thirties starkness
She always sang quietly remaining aloof
Wild animals sure have this stuff down pat
No worries, no bills, no looking for a habitat
Landlord is Momma Earth
Bedroom's quite diverse
Wherever they hang their antlers, that be that
Higgledy-Giggled
Iron-spined advocate
Raised you with discipline
Unyielding.
Young mama rises in opposition
Big Momma stood solid-
Tough love that felt mean
But-
Built one unbreakable.
Momma flew to Jesus
is now cradled in His arms
and though I do believe it
I’m sad but not alarmed.
Although momma is not with us
though my tears flow freely down
knowing momma is with Jesus
brings me joy and not a frown.
Bless eo momma
Fill eo shaker
Make eo mind up
Tell eo maker
Does eo memory
Haunt eo mind
Or is eo head
In eo behind
Let eo love shine
Take eo toll
Free eo spirit
Bare eo soul
Copyright © Mike Martin 2015
You slipped in the door
Loudly mewing, calling for food
You had a litter on the way
You stole our hearts and brought us joy
Those three sweet little fur balls
Brightened my days
We found them all homes
Away they went
To brighten other lives for a season
Soft and tender voice
you protected me from harm
spoiled me rotten
hands soft as cotton
You weren’t father’s first choice
you won him with charm
Soft and tender voice
raised us on the farm
spoiled me rotten
Francine Roberts' contest: "Senryu for Mom"
My Momma
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Momma , LAAAAAA YOU LOTS
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The source of my joy, strength and happiness is she;
MOMMA
In everything that I wish or want to do, she
IS
The mentor, role model, teacher and even my guider
ALWAYS
Ready to offer a helping hand and guide me in
THE
Challenges of daily life, doing it to her
BEST.
Form:
Through the monthly pains,
Despite the hassles of childbirth,
Yet,you were stoic,
You brought me to life!
In bringing me up,you worked tirelessly.
You placed your dutiful hands to acts,
To make ends meet.
You inculcated in me,the virtue,truthfulness.
You implanted in me,the stand of a virtuous woman;
The worth of womanhood.
Momma,you're my earth,my sun and my rains.
Keep my Momma,oh Lord!
You can keep all your toys!
Those that are fun,
Even those that make noise!
If you leave them about,
I'll throw them out!
If there are too many toys,
With no place to stay,
Bundle them up!
Give them away!
Those in the front yard,
Make a large sign.
Great toys!
Make offer!
Cheap!
Then take me out to diner,
I like a treat!
So sorry momma,
So sorry daddy,
I know addiction,
Wasn't your choice.
I know you never ment,
To hurt us,
But you left us,
Broken and confused,
Tormented and abused.
As an adult,
We each have our own,
Demons left to fight,
We each have depression,
Left with biploar and aggression.
Some of us,
Have children,
Some of us don't,
At least at the end of the day,
We won't make the choices you made.
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.
Maybe a day will come
That momma will be told
By the white coated men
We tried our best but failed
And on that day
You'll call and I won't answer
You'll text but there'll be no reply
Then you'll view a friend's status
My photos will be captioned gone
So soon, we'll forever miss you
And momma will be all tears
Papa will be sobbing silently
Then posters will come out
It's okay not to be okay
But it'll be too late
Was there when it first happened
In crimson red
New instantly it was bad
Tests confirmed worst fears
Stomach churning and eyes burning
Things would never be the same
Months and pounds pass
Looks of concern routine
Well wishes get old
Thoughts of frustration mount
Somehow spirit still intact
Raspy breathing barely audible
Beep…beep…exhale
Last lucid thoughts not of self
Lying limp in my arms
Goodbye momma
Goodbye
Who had chicken soup
Simmering in a kettle,
Momma did ...
Letting the flavors mettle
Who baked sugar cookies
Shaped with a cookie cutter,
Momma did ...
And made with real butter
Who made things right
When all else was wrong,
Momma did ...
And it didn't take long
Who didn't give up
Nor ever let me,
Momma did ...
That's where her heart be
Who loved me always
Just the way I was,
Momma did ...
Simply ... because.
Momma, can you hear me?
Does my voice reach Heaven?
The Lord knows I've been praying for you 24-7
Momma, can you see me?
Can you see me when I cry?
Jesus, why did you have to take my Mom?
Jesus, why did she have to die?
Momma, are you waiting for me?
I know your passing isn't the end
I know through our Lord Jesus Christ
I will see you again
Momma, I'm thinking of you in everything I do
I just hope you knew ho much I loved you
Form:
Hey, little momma
I've stood in that same line
I have the same marks
I've put on my makeup
and held my babies
held my head high
I've stood in that line
little momma, keep on holdin
just keep holdin on
learn, learn to change a tire
learn not to cry in public
always say what is right
and your child will one day
will take up your fight
little momma, you're alright
you're just tired
but you'll be ok
little momma
you and the babies will be fine
when we know it is the end
when the crying never stops
when is the tear seen from
the depth of the soul
how do we see the fruitfulness
of our loved one ?
a eulogy ,of family and friends
pour it in us
reminds us of the great love
and the cherished memories
thou our hearts ache and the
river of tears flow
we are reminded of a promise
Jesus said " because of your faith
today you will be with me in paradise!
on 11 feb 2014 my sisters momma passed away
Your half of my identity
Your all of my heart
You’re my person to turn to
You’ve been from the start
You are my vision of an angel
Your are my prayers at night
Anytime there has been darkness
You’ve always been the light
You are the star in the sky that I follow
When I find myself lost
You have given me everything I needed
No matter the cost
You are my one true inspiration
You are one like no other
A beautiful strong individual
The one that I call mother
Form:
Momma
Eternal happiness
Part time bliss
Neither tangible
for me it seems
like a dark cloud
that follows me
everywhere I go
I need to know
What did I do to you
I didn't ask to be here
like an old pair of shoes
you don't want
and no longer wear
you gave me away
to stay and be raised
by someone else
as an innocent child
imagine how that felt
there wasn't anyone else
that I needed and wanted
to be with more than you
don't worry momma
I'll always love you!