Miracle of Motherhood With gentle hands, new life begins,A sacred bond that never thins.A mother’s touch, so soft and true,Guides each step as children grew.Her love, a beacon in the night,A steady flame, a constant light.Through joys and sorrows, tears, and mirth,She shapes the soul, she grounds the earth.With every hug, with every kiss,She weaves…
My First Teacher Mama taught me words,First sounds I spoke,Showed me letters,As days awoke.Taught me kindness,How to share,Held my hand,Showed she cared.She sang me songs,Read me tales,Helped me learn,Through joy and trails.From tying shoes,To counting stars,She guided me,Near and far.Her lessons simple,Yet so grand,In her love,I understand. Meaning “My First Teacher” celebrates the profound and…
Mom’s Recipe Roulette Mom’s in the kitchen, it’s a crazy sight,Mixing and stirring from morning till night.She grabs random spices from the pantry’s end,Creating concoctions we can’t comprehend.A dash of this and a pinch of that,Mom’s got her chef hat and mismatched spat.She tosses in veggies, some chicken or beef,Cooking with joy, though our meal’s…
Veins of Resilience When faces turn and hearts grow cold,She stands with pride, maintains her grace.Through storms and trials, pain and strain,Her spirit strong, she bears the rain.Her hands are worn, her back is straight,She carries dreams that cannot wait.Through nights so long and days so tough,Her love alone is more than enough.She builds a…
Mom’s Favorite Chair Mom’s chair,now an empty vessel,once held her warmth.Her laughter still echoesin the fabric,her touch,a silent memory.We gather around it,drawn to the comfortshe left behind.This chair,a witness to our lives,holds us still,in a gentle embrace.We feel her presence,strong, yet soft.Her wisdom woveninto the threads,her love,a lasting imprint.We sit, we talk,we remember.Mom’s chair cradles…
Fading Photographs In albums old, we sit and stare,A time once vivid, now threadbare.Her eyes, they search, but often fail,To catch the past within the veil.A wedding day, a newborn’s face,Moments lost in time’s embrace.She smiles, then frowns, confusion clear,A distant past feels ever near.We laugh at scenes from long ago,Her laughter fades, a tender…
Mommy’s Hugs Are Magic Mommy’s hugs are magic,They chase away the fear,With her arms around me,The world’s a place that’s dear.When I fall and scrape my knee,Her hug dries every tear,Her loving touch can mend it all,And bring the sunshine near.In her hug, I feel the love,So warm and safe inside,No monster or a stormy…
Healing Hands of a New Dawn Tender care in morning’s light,A boy’s tears take gentle flight.New hands soothe his aching heart,Fresh beginnings, a loving start.Soft words ease his quiet pain,In her love, he feels again.Lost and found in mother’s arms,She shields him from all alarms.Step by step, they forge ahead,Building dreams, dispelling dread.In her smile,…
You Filled the Gap In the days of empty sighs,A longing heart with tear-filled eyes.You came along, a guiding star,From distant lands, from realms afar.With tender touch, you mended wounds,Your love’s embrace, the sweetest tunes.You took the hurt, replaced with care,A mother’s love beyond compare.In your arms, I found my home,No longer lost, no more…
Tea Leaves and Sympathy In the cozy afternoon light,Tea leaves unfurl their story,She pours wisdom in my cup,Her gaze warm and steady.Patience in her every move,Gentle smiles, soft replies,In her eyes, a world of calm,A touch that never lies.She shows me how to listen,To wait, to understand,With each sip, a lesson learned,Guidance in her hand.We…
