A TRIBUTE TO ALL MOTHERS AROUND THE WORLD

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Mummies poem

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BY KIND PERMISSION FROM

Abbe Cutforth

2012

 

 

Gigi gaga goo goo

This poem I write for you,

I love you mummy I really really do

I am only a little baby,

So gigi gaga goo goo

This poem mummy is just for you,

You feed me in the morning

And burp me like you do,

You change my dirty nappy

So gigi gaga goo goo,

I cry, you make me smile

And put me to bed at night,

So all I have to say to you

Is gigi gaga goo goo,

Roughly translated;

Mummy I really do love you.

 

By  Thomas Sims

 

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY

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Mother Poem -Single Parent

A single mother strives to succeed amidst overwhelming obstacles.

I sit and look out upon the life of a single parent
I hear the single mother’s selfless cries of loneliness for her child in the still darkness of the night
I see the mother awaking her child with a playful game of peek-a-boo with a smile as warm and bright as the afternoon sun at its apex of the day
I mark the loving kindness she expresses toward her son even with the all the trials and tribulations this world puts upon her
I observe the mother getting herself ready for work with the misgivings of the coming day (where are my socks, did I already put salt in the eggs, where did I put my keys)
I observe the quiet darkness of the child’s bedroom with the mother sitting on the bed with a Bible in hand telling her child of all the wonderful things of Gods love then kissing him good night
All these things are things a mother has to do to help her child grow
See hear, and be not afraid you can succeed with Gods help

© Tiara S. Winston

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HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY

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My Father Gave Her To Me.

My father gave her to me, as a gift from God above,
Who would know a Step-Mother,
is someone you can really love.
I shall call her mother,
the name that suits her best;
Although my veins are not of her blood, She surpassed all the rest.
She loves and understands me,
and of course is my Best Friend,
She is soft, and kind, and loving, until our journey, here, shall come to an end.
The Lord gave her to me,
She’s my comfort zone,
The Lord knows every need of his children,
and that I needed to be in taught in a new tone.
Quite a few heartaches for both my new mom and me,
We were put together for a reason, even if we cannot see.
We had both lost someone dear to us, and with God’s sweet guiding kiss,
He put together a family,
so we could love the ones,
that together, we missed.
Mother, I am sorry that you suffered all the strife in your life,
But God had a plan for me and you,
and made you my father’s wife.
I think about a little girl who’s mother’s love she would have missed,
And I feel the tears she felt,
when it was her brow you kissed.
I cannot say enough for all the times you cared,
Thank you for the tender moments that together we can now share.
My Mother she will be, forever and ever again,
She’s my shining Angel and most of all, forever, my friend.

© Donetta Davis

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