In silence, she weeps—teardrops fall like autumn leaves,each one, a story untold,her love, deep and bold.Through years, her eyes narratethe struggle, joy, and fateof days bright and nights dark,her care, a ceaseless spark.Even when her voice falters,her strength never alters.Mother—she who bearsthe weight of unspoken prayers. Meaning A Mother’s Tears poem focuses into the emotional…
Above the mantle, hangs her pride,A single star, in blue, it bides.Her heart a ship on stormy seas,Her thoughts as restless as the breeze.Each morning starts with hopeful eyes,Each nightfall hears her quiet sighs.Letters read a hundred times,In every line, her heart entwines.Far across a vast expanse,Her child wears courage as their stance.Under foreign skies…
In shadows deep, her worries tread,Each night unfolds with silent dread.Her heart a map of scars and fights,Her hope a flicker in the nights.She holds the phone, a lifeline thrown,Each ring a pulse, a heavy stone.In every call, a breath is caught,A prayer whispered, never taught.Her eyes, two wells of quiet tears,Her strength tested through…
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…
Gentle hands, tender smiles,Nightly comforts, daytime trials.Wisdom shared in soft-spoken tones,Strength of mountains, old as bones.In kitchens warm, secrets stir—Lessons taught without a blur.In soft light, love’s threads are spun,Endless tasks, never done.Eyes that see through veils of tears,Hopes that carry through the years.With every scrape, a kiss to heal,With every fear, a courage deal.They…
In morning’s light, one tends the soil,Her hands shape earth, a tender toil.Another stirs the pot at dawn,Her song floats through, a gentle fawn.Both weave the threads of care and love,Guided by the stars above.One plants a seed, the other stirs,Each life they touch, quietly purrs.Fields that bloom ‘neath watchful eyes,Kitchens warm with sweet surprise.Mother…
In early dawn, she tends her nest,Soft hums escape, her love expressed.Each step she takes, a silent test.Her hands, though worn, weave comfort best,Through winding paths, she does not rest.In early dawn, she tends her nest.With watchful eyes at night’s request,She guards the dreams where young ones nest.Each step she takes, a silent test.The seasons…
Guidance on the Aisle A mother’s joy, a tender glance,She watches as the candles dance.Her son, once boy, now proudly stands,A future shaped by loving hands.Each step he takes, she’s by his side,In gentle strides, his silent guide.Her love, a quiet stream that flows,Through years of joys, through hidden woes.In softest light, her tears may…
Tidings of Joy Ribbons dance between her fingers,Bright paper folds under her smile.Each tape’s press, love lingers,Gifts grow in a festive pile.Candles flicker, shadows play,Laughter weaves through air so crisp.Mom’s hands craft joy, keeping worry at bay,Sealing each box with a hope-filled twist.Snow whispers at the window, white,While inside warmth from her heart does bloom.Christmas…
A Son’s Gratitude Today, on Mother’s Day, I write,With words dipped in love, so light.Your smile, a beacon through my years,Guiding me beyond my fears.From scraped knees to broken hearts,You mended pain with tender arts.In every struggle, your wisdom near,A soothing balm for every tear.For all the sacrifices unseen,For quiet strength, where I lean.You shaped…
