Hockey Mom
Chilled rinks, early dawn,
Coffee steams, scarf drawn.
Clapping gloves, stomping feet,
Her cheers echo, strong and sweet.
Pucks fly, sticks clash,
Watching through the cold glass.
Pride swells in frosty air,
For her player, out there.
Late nights, gear in tow,
Homebound under streetlamp glow.
Lessons of grit, taught through play,
In every game, come what may.
Zamboni hums, her heart sings,
For the joy this frozen world brings.
Though winds howl, she won’t roam,
Every rink feels like home.
Meaning
The poem “Hockey Mom” portrays the resilient and spirited nature of mothers who support their children in the demanding sport of hockey. It highlights the sacrifices made, from braving early mornings and cold arenas to carrying heavy gear, all to encourage and cheer for their child’s passion.
Inspiration Behind
Inspired by the vivid imagery of ice rinks and the bustling activity of hockey games, this poem is a nod to all the mothers who stand as both supporters and motivators. Their steadfast presence and enthusiastic participation enrich the sporting experience, building a nurturing environment that goes beyond the ice.
