Mother Poem

If mothers could put all of their mothering experience on their resume, it would be a mile long.

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Hi Marian, thanks for your poem. Yes, mothers are special; that's for sure. I'm fortunate to have had mine, but it makes one think of the disadvantages those people who do not have a loving,...

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The Mothering Job

Published by Family Friend Poems July 2006 with permission of the Author.

I watched my Mom fill out an application.
I looked at the line that asks about past professions.
I thought to myself, that space is too small
To write down what she's been, to cover it all.
She was a nurse when I fell and scraped my knee.
She was a maid when I didn't wipe my feet.
She was a designer when my clothes didn't match.
She was a tailor when my pants needed a patch.
She was a teacher when I asked a question.
She was a priest when I had a confession.
She was a psychiatrist when I came home crying.
She was a preacher when I got caught lying.
She was a singer when she sung me to sleep.
She was a lifeguard when she said the water's too deep.
There are many more, yet the best one to me,
She was a best friend and mine forever she'll be.

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by Paul T. McMahon
7 years ago

Hi Marian, thanks for your poem. Yes, mothers are special; that's for sure. I'm fortunate to have had mine, but it makes one think of the disadvantages those people who do not have a loving, caring mother in their lives face. My siblings and I now share the tasks surrounding giving our mother the support she needs in the ending of her life. I also like the idea of women (and men) being able to be empowered and fulfilled in life without necessarily creating a next generation from their line of humanity. Best wishes, Paul

by Fatmata Koroma
10 years ago

My mother who taught me how to eat, drink and sleep. She was thinking for me when I was a infant. When I'm crying she will do her best to comfort me, if I don't sleep my mother would not sleep, if I don't eat she would not eat. Mom thank you and you are an angel.

by jacobie
16 years ago

I may fight with my Mother a lot and we may not talk for a while. But after reading this poem I feel that I don't treat my mother with enough respect. I really should tell her that. She does so much for so little

by Vicki Roberson
9 years ago

As I read the paragraph from jacobie, all it stood out to me how much he said I should, and it stuck out . Call your mom today, go to lunch tomorrow. Hug on your mom like its your last hug in life. Take your mother by the hand and go for a walk, even if you only make it to the front porch. Laugh with, love, and appreciate today Jacobie.