Grace in Her Footsteps In dawn’s soft light she starts her day,With hands that fold and lips that pray.Her steps are light, her spirit strong,Faith guides her as she moves along.In tasks both humble, grand in scope,She finds her strength, her endless hope.Each meal she cooks, each cloth she mends,Her love and grace, on them…
We had a wonderful mother, kind and true,Her gentle hands knew just what to do.With a smile that could light the darkest day,She chased our worries far away.Her laughter was music, pure and bright,Guiding us through each day and night.In her eyes, we found our home,A place where love had truly grown.She taught us lessons,…
The Negro Mother’s Song Amid the night’s tranquility, my dear,I sing a song for you to hear.A melody of dreams so grand,Of freedom’s touch and justice’s hand.I hum of times when chains were tight,And we fought bravely for our right.Of heroes past whose spirits soared,In the face of hatred they roared.With every note, I wish…
Night grows deep, she kneels,Her hopes and fears, she gently reveals.Hands clasped tight, eyes closed in grace,Strength and love etched on her face.For her children, prayers ascend,Guidance and peace, she does send.Through trials faced, her spirit stays,Steadfast, she lifts her voice in praise.In every breath, a silent plea,For safety, joy, and unity.Her faith a beacon,…
Will You Be Our Guiding Star? Beneath the sky of twilight’s gentle glow,A question on our hearts we now bestow.Dear friend, with love that brightens every day,Will you guide our child along life’s way?With your wisdom, kind and always true,Be the light our little one looks up to.Through joyous times and moments that are tough,Your…
Little Fingers of Joy Tiny hands clap with pure delight,A joyful song in the morning light.Eyes so bright, a world brand new,Every sound, every view.A mother’s heart, a tender beat,With every clap, the moments sweet.Laughter echoes, a melody,In the dance of pure glee.Each tiny hand, a gentle touch,Means the world, oh so much.The joy is…
Summer Love Letters Sunsets turned gold,Letters on the breeze,In fields we stroll,Hearts at ease.Hands find ways,To pen sweet lines,Beneath warm rays,Love entwines.Paper and ink,Our secret vows,By the sea’s brink,In time’s soft house. Meaning This poem captures the fleeting, tender moments of a summer romance, where heartfelt letters become tokens of love. Each line reflects the…
Grace in Her Hands Gentle touch, a mother’s care, Grace and love, beyond compare. Hands that soothe a troubled brow, Comfort given, here and now. Tender fingers, soft and kind, Healing hands, a gift refined. Guiding steps with gentle sway, Leading hearts along their way. In her hands, a strength so true, Holding tight, a…
Mother (Poem #1) Mender of hearts with gentle care, Offering love beyond compare. Tender touch, a guiding hand, Her strength, a comforting stand. Endless patience, always near, Radiating warmth, dispelling fear. Meaning This poem celebrates a mother’s role as a healer and a source of boundless love and support. It emphasizes her gentle care, unwavering…
The Irish Mother By turf and sea, her heart beats pure, In Gaeltacht lands, her voice secure. With Gaelic lilt, she sings her tune, Beneath the sky, by light of moon.Her hands are worn, her spirit bright, She guards the fire through the night. With stories old, and wisdom grand, She weaves the tales of…
