Mom Poems
A Mother's Love
by Helen Steiner Rice
A Mother's love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
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Peer Pressure
by Vincent G. Mead
Today I have been issued a dare, by my peer,
If I do what they ask I will get in trouble, but they swear,
my life they will not spear
And if I don't they will make me into a rubble I am so
scared, who cares?
Tonight I can't sleep, this trouble is too deep,
I can't make a peep, I began to weep,
Is there no one who cares? That I am so scared?
Because of my Peers, I am filled with fears
I cried out in despair, is there no one who cares?
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The Light Gatherer
by Carol Ann Duffy
When you were small, your cupped palms
each held a candleworth under the skin, enough light to begin,
and as you grew,
light gathered in you, two clear raindrops
in your eyes,
warm pearls, shy,
in the lobes of your ears, even always
the light of a smile after your tears.
Your kissed feet glowed in my one hand,
or I'd enter a room to see the corner you played in
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Fifteen, Maybe Sixteen Things To Worry About
by Judith Viorst
My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board.
My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit.
Miss Brearly could ask me to spell words like stomach and special.
(Stumick and speshul?)
I could play tag all day and always be "it."
Jay Spievack, who's fourteen feet tall, could want to fight me.
My mom and my dad--like Ted's--could want a divorce.
Miss Brearly could ask me a question about Afghanistan.
(Who's Afghanistan?)
Somebody maybe could make me ride a horse.
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Home
by Jennifer Burns
Home is pictures of memories on the wall.
Home is sleeping in my own bed.
Home is waking up to the smell of mom's cooking.
Home is sharing the holidays with family.
Home is playing the piano in the living room.
Home is a warm place to be.
Home is sweet.
Home is the place for me.
Home is filled with love.
Home is blessed from heaven above.
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A Mothers Love
by Haych Nano
What does my mother mean to me
My greatest friend she will always be.
She was there the day i was born
She was there when my heart was torn.
As a kid when i scraped my knee
Unconditional love she offered to me.
Deep down i know you're always there
So this is from me to show that i care
Because now am older the time has come
To say to you.
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Mom You Are My One And Only
by Christen Kuikoua
Mom, your love is a mystery:
How can you do it all?
Mother is such a simple word,
But to me there’s meaning seldom heard.
For everything I am today,
My mother’s love showed me the way.
You are the Thunder and I am Lightning
And I Love the Way You, Know Who You are to me
Cause Mom You are a firework
My Moon in times of darkness
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Flowers for Mom
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
red, blue, pink and white
warm and fresh from wind and sun
bouquet smiles and joy
so lovely and hued
from drinking sun day to day
my mom sniffs the blooms
the honeybee hums
in amber scenes of summer
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Ain’t Life Granne!
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
She’s frequently there with an opinion…
Often willing to share free advice…
She wants us all to find a way to be happy…
And to one another she wants us to be nice…
She has forever been an wonderful mother…
And she continues to be one to this day…
But if we do something to get on her bad side…
We should do our best to stay out of her way…
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Our Moms: A Gift From Heaven
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Birds of a feather
Flock together...
There’s no stronger bond
Than a mom’s love for her children...
Thank you, mom
For all you have done..
For me and our family
You were the one...
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