Poems On Mothers (That Rekindles Respect For Mothers)

Poems on mothers are some of the most powerful poems ever written because of the sincere and untapped emotions they provoke.

Poems on Mothers

Mothers are one of the most influential beings in every individual’s life. First, they were the vehicle through which we came to experience this beautiful existence.

We will always be grateful to our mothers for their conditional love and kindness.

Everyone hopes to write a poem to their mothers but not everyone can. These poems on mothers are magical, infectious, and beautiful.

1. Thoughts of You by Paula Stone

Memories of another time still come
To me and fill my mind, with thoughts
Of you when you were young. I lie awake
‘Till the morning sun comes creeping
Through my window shade, as I dwell upon
Mistakes I’ve made.

What I would give to
Go back in time and feel your little
Hand in mine. To cherish each fast and
Fleeting day. To hold you close and kiss
Away, each pain that life will have in
Store and try to give you so much more.

You are part and will always be, embedded in the soul of me. While I’m
Here, I want to say, that I’ve loved you
Each and every day and when my time on
Earth is gone.
The privilege was mine to have been your Mom.

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2. My Angel Gods

My Angel Gods protects me,
she is always there
when I’m driving my car.

I talk to her, I hear her voice:
“You can’t dream now”, she said,
“Look over your shoulder”
“Dreamer”.

I am happy she’s there,
thank you dear Angel Gods,
you have saved me again.

3. My Mommy Muys at the Age of 94 by Titia Geertman

My mom is not an old lady,
she is as busy as a bee,
driving her car to visit her friends,
playing bridge and drinking tea.

My mom is not an old lady,
she keeps her mind up to date,
reading books and watching TV,
staying up sometimes too late.

My mom is not an old lady,
she started to explore the PC,
she is roaming through the Internet,
and mailing her stories to me.

My mom is not an old lady,
she loves to go out to dine,
but as she has to drive herself,
she won’t drink too much wine.

My mom is not an old lady,
not always easy, yet very dear,
she has a great sense of humor
and will be ninety four this year.

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4. Motherhood byKatherine L. Dykstra

Baby dolls and dinosaurs-
one that cries, one that roars
The pitter patter of little feet-
a bike race in which they want you to compete
Fruity Pebbles, pancakes, no wait!

A pop-tart-
those daily moments that steal your heart
One throws tantrums, the other just pouts-
ahh, the joys of motherhood- what life is all about
Another birthday – two paychecks in all-
but, it is so worth it with smiling memories on the wall
From late night tears to early morning grumps-
through all the bruises, scrapes and bumps

The kisses and hugs, the encouraging words-
from nursery rhymes to the bees and the birds
The laughter, the memories, those looks in their eyes-
never trade it for anything – never compromise
The toys left out, the clothes on the floor-
these are the moments we mothers live for

For we are the ones who are there through it all-
to always make it better and pick them up when they fall
From kissing their boo-boos and making sure they’re fed-
passing down stories while tucking them into bed
Through the weight gain, cravings, labor and more-
to that one special moment we spend 9 months waiting for

Eighteen years is what they say, but our work is never done-
a lifetime of tears, laughter, sadness and fun
Nothing in the world can even come close-
to the one special bond God made matter the most
A relationship only two certain people can share-
a mother and her child, nothing will ever compare…

5. The Mothering Job by Marian N. Kehrley

I watched my Mom fill out an application.
I looked at the line that asks about past professions.
I thought to myself, that space is too small
To write down what she’s been, to cover it all.

She was a nurse when I fell and scraped my knee.
She was a maid when I didn’t wipe my feet.
She was a designer when my clothes didn’t match.
She was a tailor when my pants needed a patch.
She was a teacher when I asked a question.

She was a priest when I had a confession.
She was a psychiatrist when I came home crying.
She was a preacher when I got caught lying.
She was a singer when she sung me to sleep.
She was a lifeguard when she said the water’s too deep.
There are many more, yet the best one to me,
She was a best friend and mine forever she’ll be.

6. She Was Ninety and Time Was Too Short

You won’t believe it, or maybe you will,
but my mother has mastered computer skill.
She’s writing letters and stories so nice
and unexpected, with little advice.

She bought a new one, with Windows XP
and got an account for internet free.
You know she is ninety and keen as hell,
she wants to send emails, that I can tell.

Getting connected is taking some time,
I’m telling you all in this little rhyme.
She called the company, told them the truth,
to get off their butts and lay off the booze.

That she was ninety and time was too short,
for waiting too long, that she got real bored.
That she could be dead tomorrow or ever,
she wanted internet, now or never.

The man, he promised to do what he could,
he would tell his men, yes indeed he would.
So now she sits there, waiting at home,
till she has email and internet to roam.

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7. The Miracle of Life

Every day I think about the mystery of life.
I see my Dad, I see my Mom, on pictures near my bed.
My friends are falling like the trees,
I lose them one by one.

The undertaker I know well, I see him every time,
when I attend the funerals of friends I mentioned in this rhyme.
I say: “Hello, I’m here again”, he says: “You should be glad”,
but the only things that will be left, are the pictures near my bed.

Then there are the memories of two I hold so dear,
the man who loved me all his life and the little girl I’ve lost.
My heart is fluttering all around when I think of those two.
The mystery of life I guess, will always play its peek-a-booh.

8. What I Would Do for You by Jayne Sena

I would do just about anything you’d ask,
For you there’s nothing I wouldn’t do, there’s no such task.

I would walk without my shoes to the end of the Earth,
I would give up anything I had to, to teach you self worth.

I would hold your hand every minute of every day,
But I won’t because I know you need to find your own way.

I would surely bear the heartache of your first love that’s real,
Even though I can’t, I will naturally feel as you feel.

I would sell my soul if it would keep you happy forever,
I would give my right arm to keep us forever together.

I would run a hundred miles up-hill in the rain,
Just to guarantee that you will never feel pain.

I would laugh with you even if I was sad,
I will give you a smile even if I’m mad.

I can only accept your mistakes with a grin on my face,
I will guide you in correcting them, but at your own pace.

I will guide you through life, as this world can get quite wild,
Just don’t you ever forget that you will always be my child.

Poems on mothers are intriguing and heavily invested with emotions and symbolic language. It is important to make out time to celebrate your mother using some of these powerfully written poems on mothers. Celebrate your mother, she birthed a great human.

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