Category Archives: Mom Poems
The Night Before Christmas for Moms
It was the night before Christmas, when all thru the abode only one creature was stirring, and she was cleaning the commode. The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds, while visions of Nintendo 64 and Barbie, flipped … Continue reading
Love in the Home
If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not love, I am a housekeeper – not a homemaker. If I have time for waxing, polishing, and decorative achievements, but have not love, … Continue reading
Her Little Shadows
I saw a young mother with eyes full of laughter And two little shadows came following after. Wherever she moved, they were always right there – Holding onto her skirts hanging onto her chair, Before her, behind her – an … Continue reading
The Grandmother
I. And Willy, my eldest-born, is gone, you say, little Anne? Ruddy and white, and strong on his legs, he looks like a man. And Willy’s wife has written: she never was over-wise, Never the wife for Willy: he would … Continue reading
If Nature smiles, the Mother must
If Nature smiles — the Mother must I’m sure, at many a whim Of Her eccentric Family – Is She so much to blame?
On Receipt Of My Mother’s Picture
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass’d With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine–thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else, how … Continue reading
To Mother
In the old Strauss waltz for the first time We had listened to your quiet call, Since then all the living things are alien And the knocking of the clock consoles. We, like you, are gladly greeting sunsets, And are … Continue reading
Child and mother
O mother-my-love, if you’ll give me your hand, And go where I ask you to wander, I will lead you away to a beautiful land,– The Dreamland that’s waiting out yonder. We’ll walk in a sweet posie-garden out there, Where … Continue reading
Mother and child
One night a tiny dewdrop fell Into the bosom of a rose,– “Dear little one, I love thee well, Be ever here thy sweet repose!” Seeing the rose with love bedight, The envious sky frowned dark, and then Sent forth … Continue reading
Love Is A Mother’s Gift
When God made mothers, He took great care To fill their hearts with love so rare. Their children are their greatest prize; You can see the great love in your mother’s eyes.Love, love is a mother’s gift To their precious … Continue reading
