Soccer Mom’s Anthem On the sideline, she stands,Cheering loud, clapping hands.Every game, rain or shine,Her voice lifts, strong and fine.With a cooler packed with care,Fruit and snacks, enough to share.Her SUV, a trusty steed,Ready to help in every need.She ties shoelaces, wipes dirt,Lifts their spirits when they’re hurt.In her gaze, they see their worth,Champions from…
She weaves tomorrow with her hands,Threads of joy and pride.In her eyes, the future stands,Where dreams and love reside.Each word a seed in fertile minds,Growing strong and wise.Her gentle guidance always findsThe way to clear the skies.In her embrace, worlds expand,New chapters brightly penned.She holds tomorrow in her hand,A legacy to extend. Meaning Mother of…
Coffee first, dawn’s early light,Quiet sips, stave off the night.Sticky notes, to-do’s in line,Phone alarms, a constant chime.Sneakers ready by the door,Lunches packed, always four.A hidden stash of chocolate sweet,Brief escapes, a tiny treat.Band-aids, kisses, mended knees,Soothing words like summer breeze.Evening’s calm, books in tow,Stories told, love to show.Strength in smiles, a daily feat,Mom’s kit…
Tired eyes, morning’s first light,Coffee brews, sleepless night.Tiny socks, floors to sweep,Quiet house, baby’s asleep.Lunchbox packed, shoes to find,Kisses quick, always behind.Homework checked, dinner’s call,Hugs dispense, standing tall.Tears wiped away, fears soothed,Endless tasks, love unmoved.In her arms, burdens ease,Strength found in the softest breeze.Each day long, yet years fly,”Mom” — a title, her heart’s reply….
Morning light spills on flour-dusted tiles,Golden batter, a bowl of smiles.Crackling eggs, a pinch of cheer—”Muffins for mom!” the kitchen hears.Blueberries tumble, sweet and bold,Into cups, stories unfold.Oven hums a gentle tune,Baking joy in the afternoon.”I love you, mom,” in scents conveyed,As muffins rise, edges swayed.Timer sings, a perfect batch,Warmth in every muffin’s catch.Tea is…
Teacher’s Dance Diary In steps, she spells our growth,Each twirl scribbles hope.Tapping feet on the weary floor,Notes float, our spirits soar.Mirrors reflect more than form,Glimpses of dreams in a storm.Her voice, a rhythm, sets the pace,In our eyes, a quiet grace.Through music, we learn to fly,Lessons in leaps, low and high.In dance, we find a…
Sunrays Dance in Forest In shadows where the wild ferns sway,Sunrays pirouette in dappled play.Leaf to leaf in silent mirth,They dance upon the cool earth.Each beam a fleeting, golden guest,In the forest’s quiet chest. Meaning This poem captures the delicate dance of sunlight as it filters through the dense canopy of a forest. The sunrays,…
On Dasher, on Dancer, through the night,Hooves thunder, stars shine bright.Up above the world they fly,Silhouettes against the sky.Through the frost, through the chill,Over rooftop, past the hill.Guiding light, their path aglow,Through the quiet hush of snow.Gifts to bear, from pole to pole,Joy to spread, their festive role.On Comet, on Cupid, to the race,Each name…
When the morning paints the skies in gold,And the wind hums a melody bold,When challenges around you unfold—I hope you dance, ever so bold.Should shadows cast their lengthy spree,And the paths not as clear as they seem to be,Should waves rise wild and free in the sea—I hope you dance, and your spirit agree.In laughter’s…
Under the moon’s pale watchful eye,Thirteen skeletons dance, oh my!Clacking bones in the cool night air,Spinning wild, without a care.On a field where the old trees lean,Their shadows long, and slightly mean,These bony figures sway and stomp,In a macabre, moonlit romp.With hollow laughs that echo deep,They rattle forth from timeless sleep.A tango here, a waltz…
