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Learn and recite some emotional and touching poetry to your mom on Mother's Day. Explore to find popular poems for mothers.

Poetry By Mom

All you people who love and respect your mother to the core, you would definitely be in the festive mood by now, as Mother's Day is round the corner. A day dedicated and honored to the mothers of the world, this blissful occasion is celebrated every year in the month of May, on the second Sunday. The reason behind its celebration is sufficient to mark the day with immense joy, fun, zeal, and magnificence. Exchanging heartfelt wishes, gift giving, visiting mothers and elder women, and organizing parties are just a few of the several activities performed on this festival. However, there is nothing that can beat or balance the beautiful smile you give to your mother. While expensive gifts, lavish parties, and lip-smacking food do the job, but it is the sweet and sincere message that truly expresses your thoughts and feelings for her. Well, this was for you kids who want the best for your mother on this day. Talking about mothers who also wish express their thanks to their kids, you have numerous options to choose from. One such alternative is reciting a cute and devoted poem for your children. Here's presenting you a list of emotional and touching poems to pick.

Poems For Mom

I Love You - Carl Sandburg
I sit here quietly
Watching them while they sleep
I wonder
And my heart is torn
How my love for them
Grew so strong
That I feel breathless
It sometimes even hurts
Yet I am never tired
Of watching their little faces
As they sleep.
I can see
That they are running
In their dreams
Their legs move
Back and forth...
Are they on a beach?
Or in green grass fields?
So what if when I am tired
They ruin the room again
Are they not the reasons
Which makes me forget every pain
Oh Lord! Tell me
How possibly could I live?
Before I was a mother
I never knew this bliss.

A Mother's Prayer - Author Unknown
Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day
With little time to stop and pray
For life's been anything but calm
Since You called on me to be a mom
Running errands, matching socks
Building dreams with building blocks
Cooking, cleaning, and finding shoes
And other stuff that children lose
Fitting lids on bottled bugs
Wiping tears and giving hugs
A stack of last weeks mail to read
So where's the quiet time I need?
Yet when I steal a minute, Lord
Just at the sink or ironing board
To ask the blessings of Your grace
I see then, in my small one's face
That you have blessed me
All the while
And I stop to kiss
That precious smile

Prayer For a New Mother - Dorothy Parker
The things she knew, let her forget again-
The voices in the sky, the fear, the cold,
The gaping shepherds, and the queer old men
Piling their clumsy gifts of foreign gold.

Let her have laughter with her little one;
Teach her the endless, tuneless songs to sing,
Grant her her right to whisper to her son
The foolish names one dare not call a king.

Keep from her dreams the rumble of a crowd,
The smell of rough-cut wood, the trail of red,
The thick and chilly whiteness of the shroud
That wraps the strange new body of the dead.

Ah, let her go, kind Lord, where mothers go
And boast his pretty words and ways, and plan
The proud and happy years that they shall know
Together, when her son is grown a man.