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Blessed Mothers

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 hold the sky, calm the sea,
Our anchors through life’s mystery.
Gentle warriors, quiet and sure,
Blessed mothers, love so pure.
Reading in a sunny park
Reading in a sunny park
A mother comforts her child in moonlit garden
A mother comforts her child in moonlit garden

Meaning

Blessed Mothers poem celebrates the quiet, enduring strength of mothers, emphasizing their vital role in nurturing and teaching. Each line captures the essence of a mother’s love: healing, protecting, and guiding with a resilience akin to mountains. The imagery suggests a balance between the soft, comforting aspects and their immense inner strength, portraying mothers as central figures in shaping lives with gentle wisdom and unwavering support.

Inspiration Behind

I thought about the universal role of mothers in every family, every home. How their daily routines might seem ordinary but are truly acts of quiet heroism. This inspiration led me to focus on the simple, yet powerful acts of mothers – the soft wisdom, the strength wrapped in gentleness, and their anchoring presence. It’s a tribute to all they do, often unnoticed, always essential.

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