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 stillness, hands folded, eyes closed,She weaves hope with each breath composed.Morning light through curtains drawn,Blessings upon her child, newborn.Gentle words to the sky ascend,Wishes for joy that never end.Her heart, a silent, steadfast drum,Beats with prayers that overcome.Each plea, a shield in life’s vast fight,Crafted in whispers of the night.Strength from her spirit, softly…
God made mothers to light the day,Soft smiles to guide our way.Gentle hands, firm yet kind,Strength and grace combined.In laughter and in soothing tears,They calm our deepest fears.Their wisdom, like a lighthouse beam,Guides us across life’s stream.They mend skinned knees with a kiss,Teach us what true love is.In every scold and bedtime tale,Their love never…
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…
In quiet hours of fading light,She opens pages wide,To worlds where dragons take to flight,And seas and stars collide.Her voice, a soft and steady stream,Flows gently through the air,Turning each word into a dream,A magic, rare and fair.Each tale a bridge, each line a path,That leads to lands unknown,Where heroes laugh, and lovers’ wrathIn ink-stained…
Maternal Grace Whispers of soft light,Her warmth a gentle echo,Spring cradles new life. Meaning This haiku reflects the nurturing essence of a mother, likened to the soft and renewing light of spring. It captures the profound and comforting presence of a mother’s love, symbolized by the gentle warmth and the cyclical nature of life, as…
