When the parades have all gone by,And quiet settles ‘neath the sky,Remember me, not just todayBut every day in your own way.On Memorial Day, recall,The price of peace is dear for all.Each martyr’s step, each veteran’s strife,Carved paths of hope through their sacrificed life.In fields where poppies dare to creep,Over stones where the valiant sleep,Their…
Silhouettes of Valor Shadows stretch at dawn’s first light,etched in hues of solemn might.Silhouettes of valor stand,cast by courage, bold and grand.March of memories down each street,echoes of their valiant feet.Whispers of a sacred pledge,honor’s edge on freedom’s ledge.Twilight falls on fields once crossed,reflecting all that was not lost.In each brave heart, a story’s glow,valor’s…
Do You Remember Me? Do you remember me, the fallen one,Beneath the foreign, distant sun?In battles fought on land and sea,I gave my life so you’d be free.From silent graves, our voices call,Remember us, who gave our all.In fields of green where poppies grow,Our stories live, the world should know.Each flag that waves, each tear…
You Will Be a Mom One Day Tiny fingers, future clasped,Gentle smiles, memories vast.Daughter mine, a path you’ll tread,Echoing the words I’ve said.Softly now, I see you play,Child today, mom one day.Lessons taught by loving hands,Grow you strong, as life demands. Meaning This poem celebrates the enduring connection between a mother and her daughter, projecting…
Secrets in the Recipe Box In flour dust and spoon’s clink,Old tales stir more than we think.Each recipe, a chapter told,Mom’s wisdom, folded, does unfold.Her laughter seasons every dish,In her hands, love’s timeless wish. Meaning “Secrets in the Recipe Box” explores the cherished moments between a mother and daughter shared over cooking. The poem highlights…
I’m Going to Be a Mom “Mama,” I say, “soon, there’ll be two,”Morning brew whispers, eyes aglow.Joyful tears and a secret new,Our hands clasp, hearts ready to grow.Laughter twirls, future bright and clear,Stars above witness our soft dance.From daughter to mother, love draws near,In life’s embrace, we find our chance. Meaning “I’m Going to Be…
A Mad Mom Fury clad, she stands so tall,Guarding her young through every squall.Not a lioness, but just as fierce,Her love’s a shield none can pierce.In storms, she’s the unwavering light,In darkness, the bravest knight.Chaos meets her steely gaze,Troubles burn in her fiery blaze.Each day, her battle cry rings clear,”Over my watch, not a tear.”With…
Love You Mommy! Mommy, your smile lights my days,Soft words, my fears allay.Every giggle, every hug so tight,Turns my darkest days so bright.Baking cookies, story time,Your laugh like a lovely chime.Hand in hand, we explore and see,In every adventure, you’re with me.Picnics in the park, the sky so wide,You’re the hero by my side.Evening prayers…
The Sacrifice In silent shadows, mother sits,Her plate bare, yet her eyes alight.Each spoon she yields, her child commitsTo warmth, to joy, beneath night’s sight.Her hunger, a quiet, stoic guest,Kept at bay by love’s strong will.The child eats, in soft fleece dressed,Unaware of the cold, the chill.Bread breaks, her portion small,A sacrifice on the altar…
Beneath her wings, the world grows small,Soft feathers warm the chilly morn.A mother duck, her call so calm,Guides her brood from dusk till dawn.In each step, she shows the way,Through quiet ponds, ‘cross lea so green.Like human hearts, she fears the fray,Her vigilance remains unseen.Her love, a shield from rain and wind,In tender care, their…
