41. Thank You, Mom
You are my friend, my heart, my soul,
You are the best friend that I know.
You taught me how to live my life.
You are the one who taught me wrong from right.
You are my friend, my heart, my soul,
You are the best friend that I know.
You taught me how to live my life.
You are the one who taught me wrong from right.
I have not gone home for eight months now. I have no reason because my mum is the best. She calls me every now and then but I haven't made any effort to go and see her. The poem has really...
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You always did the best you could
To make your children grow up good.
You always worked to make ends meet,
To give your children food to eat.
Beautiful tribute to your mom! You were blessed with a strong mom who taught you values. Your words remind me of my mom. I miss her every day. It will be 1 year next month since she left us...
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She does her battles quietly,
For her kids, on her knees.
Spending many sleepless nights,
So our lives can be with ease.
Abimbola T. Alabi, you are a wonderful poet. I have read your poetry, love the "work" poem, as well. I can tell you write from the heart and through experiences, which makes for the best...
A mother's hug is as warm as could be,
For if you haven't had one, you will see.
Her hug shoves out remorse and despair
And fills happiness into the once empty air.
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Such beautiful, beautiful hands!
They're neither white nor small;
And you, I know, would scarcely think
That they are fair at all.
Mothers are beautiful in every way.
They nurture, care, and love all day.
In the day, they are the sunshine in the sky,
Love is nature's threads
embroidered in children, stitch
by stitch by a mother.
Dear Mother, I've so much to tell you,
I wouldn't know where to begin.
There's so much I've learned in the years since you've gone,
How I long to just see you again.
There are no hands more lovely
Than the ones that held you tight
And soothed you through the night.
A mother is a special gift
From our Father in heaven above.
She holds, consoles; spirits she lifts,
She gives to her children enduring love.
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You painted no Madonnas
On chapel walls in Rome,
But with a touch diviner
You lived one in your home.
My mother is the feeling
Of lost love found again
A soldier home from war
The shoulder of a friend
Serving size- one Amazing Mom
1-Cup Empathy
2-Cups Patience