#mothersday poems on Hello Poetry

Kliff Thee Poet May 2019

Mother; I love you. I cannot say it enough but it is true. You were the first voice I heard, also was the one who taught me my first words.
For nine months it was me and you, with your care and God’s will your pregnancy with me made it through.
From the start your name was mom, and you was the first woman I loved.
As my teacher, you taught me how to be a leader; as my friend you taught me to loyal to the end.
As I grew there were lessons to be learned, when I broke rules my britches you didn’t hesitate to burn.
Mother; I love you!
I may have not show you the love I have, I didn’t understand I was on a rough path.
The arguments and my constant rebellion, I chased what I thought was success but, you saw me failing.
On a road of destruction, raising a teenage boy couldn’t of been an easy lesson.
When I decided the streets was my way, your love for me never strayed.
And when those prison doors shut, it was a quick reminder of you whooping my ****.
Mother; I love you!
With your sickness, it made me grow and mature with the quickness.
I had to become a father, so you could become a grandmother.
I became a husband so you could be a mother-in-law, all of these I made sure you saw.
As your time on earth was getting short, I knew I was going to lose my mother’s love and support.
Now that you are gone, I understand the man you left was strong.
No mom you raised no fool, and for that I will always love you.
Mother; I love you….
By, C. E. Cheatham

#mother #mom #love #mommy #mothersday

Sally A Bayan May 2019

Scent

Scent...

............is a spray
of sweet, nagging fragrance,
borne by a rush of air,
touching nostrils as it travels,
to stimulate, and scintillate
a parade of memories,
especially, when distance is great
and truly separates...
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could be from a bouquet of roses,
or a handful of jasmine...or,
the welcome smell of cinnamon, sage,
other spices...elements of what we call,
the fragrances of good cooking...or,
those of sweat and a fruity cologne,
blending, while working,
from caring....from loving...
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it's a brush of summer wind
that captures, even a bit of a sniff
of any, or all of these scents...
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these smells dwell in the senses
they reassure...that one person is never away
fears are held at bay...you're okay,
it brings calm to one's soul...
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the nose...the other senses know,
the heart and the mind know
the source of all
these fragrances...
::::::::::
no perfume could ever equal
the scent(s) of a woman...
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Sally

Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
January 30, 2018

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL MOTHERS
AND GRANDMOTHERS !!!

(From 2018......edited a bit.)

#spray #fragrances #smells #scents #repost #mothersday

Cloud Aug 2018

Mother bird

She builds a nest, builds a home
Out of twine and twigs and love
Day and night, dawn and gloam,
She works in trees above.

All to prepare for her offspring
To give them the chance to fly
Only the best for her children
These are the words to her cry

A fortnight her eyes are skinned
She is sentinel over her eggs
Come storm, gale, blustering wind
Her treasures safe under her legs

At last she meets her brood
Hungry and unrefined
She tirelessly gathers food
Their lives now intertwined

She kisses the food into their beaks
She cares for their every need
She answers their every screak
To love, to tend, to feed.

She watches them grow new feathers,
And reach out to the beckoning sky
They want to see other weathers
So she teaches them how to fly

They soar higher and higher
She watches from below
It makes her smile and smile
To see her babies go

As they climb and tumble
She makes sure to let them know
They are always welcome to return
To the home built long ago

The love she gave her young ones
Gave them the strength to fly
The strength to build their own nests
High up in the sky.

This poem is dedicated to my Mother.

#mother #mum #love #bird #care #family #mothersday

mjad May 2018

Mother

There are more secrets that my heart holds,
than arguments I have woken up too.
More anger and resentment rising upwards,
begging my mouth to attack you,
at every waking second I am in your presence,
than times I have muttered the words: I love you

Happy Mother's Day

We don't have a good relationship unfortunately

#mom #mother #love #mothersday #hate #resent #regret #attack #argue #sassy

Loren Riley May 2018

Mother's Day (For All the Mothers Out There)

When a child is born,

A mother is born

When a mother is born,

A spark of love is born

When a spark of love is born,

There's a never-ending bond between them

When there's a never-ending bond,

Trust is born

When trust is born,

Empathy for one another is born

When empathy for each other is born,

One must part with the one who has supported them their whole lives and will always and always has been there for them.

I wrote this personally for my mother and found potential in it... So, I shared it!

#mothersday #mother #mom #love #happiness #trending

Olliver May 2018

Happy mother's day

I want to remind you of all the times we shared.

When I helped you stand in an elevator at 8 years old because you were too drunk to stand yourself.

When you missed my last band concert because getting high and crying over him was more important.

When you told me I treat you like a dog, but I get anxiety whenever I'm around you.

When you told my brother he should have never been born. A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts, you know.

When you said I was too immature to decide if I should stay at your house or not.

When you stopped being my safe place.

When you tried to make me feel guilty for not coming out to you sooner. It made you mad that even though you have been calling it a phase for a year that I didn't think you'd exept me.

How about the time I tried to put my younger brother to sleep and you yelled at me for asking you not to distract him while cleaning; he would never get to sleep that way. But I was "scoulding you".

Don't forget when I was 4 years old and you came to visit me and promised me a new booksgelf for all my moovies, and didn't even remember the next time I saw you (a month later).

And I've been told plenty of time of when you left me with my grandma to go get some food, and came back about 4 days later for your child.

I was sick once and I remember throwing up, wishing my mom was there to hold my hair, but I figured I hadn't seen her in so long that maybe if I prayed she would hear me up in hevan?

When you dropped me off without saying I love you, even though I said it three times and I was mad.

Now pick those out in perfect chronological order. Tell me what was the old you. Tell me you changed. Lie to me. Im already used to it.

Now you might understand why I'm counting down the days until I live with my father.

#mom #mothersday #mother #neglect

helena alexis May 2018

to my mother

you carried me in your womb
for not 9 months but 5
i came early and
had you worried although
everyone told you i would
not survive here i am as your miracle

you remind me of a flower blooming
and blossoming once you are
showered with love and affection
but also wilting and dying
due to all the stress and hardships you have encountered in your life
and yet you still manage to
blossom again because
you are an amazing flower

you are the strongest woman
i know you have gone through
so much in your life as a
mother, daughter, and wife
and i admire you for that
you have always been there
for me through thick and thin
and i am blessed to call you my mother

happy mother’s day

#love #mom #mother #mothersday #daughter #iloveyou

Donny Shaun Victor Elliott May 2018

To My Mother

Remember when we rode the London Eye and I was in a pensive mood; too often to brood... You asked what was wrong but I didn't want to tell a bitter song, so nothing's wrong. Truth be told I thought of a future I could not see, a family that might never be... those thoughts yet with family all around.

And now with family on the horizon, a future which I can almost see, adding to the family tree, wonder who this little one will be? Like me?

And I remember I had a favorite Grandmum,
so maybe my child will too
No doubt it will be you.

#mothersday