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A Mother’s Crown

Each day she rises with the sun,
Her quiet labors, never done.
A kiss for each, a gentle frown,
This is her love, her silent crown.

With hands that heal and eyes that know,
She guides them where they need to go.
In every scold, in every cheer,
Her heart's command, always clear.

Her reign within the household walls,
Where laughter sings and duty calls.
She wears her grace like royal gowns,
In simple deeds, her power abounds.

At night she rests, her cares laid down,
In dreams, she wears a golden crown.
Her love, a kingdom vast and deep,
Her children’s joy, hers to keep.
A mother in a kitchen at sunrise
A mother in a kitchen at sunrise
Nighttime Grace
Nighttime Grace

Meaning

This poem “A Mother’s Crown” honors the everyday sacrifices and the unspoken strength of a mother, portrayed as both a ruler and a nurturer within the family. Each line underscores the constancy of her love and the weight of her responsibilities, symbolized by a crown of wisdom and dedication. The poem weaves a vivid image of her daily routine and the profound impact of her presence, suggesting that her true royalty lies in her relentless devotion and the joy of her children.

Inspiration Behind

The concept for “A Mother’s Crown” came from observing the everyday moments of motherhood that often go unnoticed yet hold immense significance. I imagined a mother as a queen in her own right, ruling not a kingdom, but a household, with the same dignity and influence. The analogy of a crown represents her honor and duty, visible not in jewels or gold, but in her actions and sacrifices. This reflection aims to elevate these routine acts of love and leadership to the status they deserve, recognizing the royal heart within every mother.

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