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Poems for Mothers

Being a mother is the hardest job on earth.

Enjoy this special collection of poems that are dedicated to mothers.


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Rocking My Baby
(Poems for Mothers)

Cleaning and scrubbing can wait til tomorrow
For babies grow up we learn to our sorrow
So quiet down cobwebs and dust go to sleep
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep

When You Thought I Wasn't Looking
(Poems for Mothers)

(A message every adult should read because children are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.)

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator and I immediately wanted to paint another one.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you feed a stray cat and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me and I learned that the little things can be the special things in life.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I heard you say a prayer and I knew that there is a God I could always talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don't.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it's all right to cry.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking I looked at you and wanted to say, 'Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking.

A Touch of Love
(Poems for Mothers)

He was six months old and full of fun,
With a blink of an eye, he was suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do,
But I turned my head and he was two.
At two he was very dependant on me,
But independance took over when he turned three.
His third birthday, another year I tried to ignore,
But when I lit the candles, there weren't three, but four.
Four was the year that he really strived,
Why, look at him now, he's already five.
Now he's ready for books and for rules,
This is the year that he goes to school.
The big day came, he was anxious to go,
We rode to school, going so, so slow.
As he climbed the steps and waived goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung in my eyes.
Time goes so fast, its hard to believe,
That just yesterday he was here at home with me.
And tomorrow when he drives home,
And I hear his music pound,
He'll be wearing his cap and graduation gown.
So I'm holding to the moments as hard as I can,
Because the next time I look, I'll be seeing a man.

~ Author Unknown ~

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From Tricycles to Bicycles
(Poems for Mothers)

From little baby bottles to big boy cups,
From tricycles to bicycles, I've watched you grow up.
I savored your laugh, and answered your cries,
I saw your love deep down in your eyes.

I cherished the squeals of earnest delight,
I'll never forget when you slept thru the night.
I taught you to walk then chased you around,
Picked up the pieces whenever you fell down.

I fixed up bruised knees, and kissed away tears,
Made sure you felt loved, and chased away fears.
Every day I watch you growing taller, and taller,
The time you let me hold you growing smaller, and smaller.

From baby bottles to big boy cups,
From tricycles to bicycles, I've watched you grow up.
I hope I've done you right by the things that I have done,
Because I couldn't ask God for a more wonderful son.

~ Author Unknown ~

If You Give a Mom a Muffin
(Poems for Mothers)

If you give a mom a muffin,
She'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
She'll pour herself some.
Her three-year-old will spill the coffee.
She'll wipe it up.

Wiping the floor, she'll find dirty socks.
She'll remember she has to do laundry.
When she puts the laundry in the washer,
She'll trip over boots and bump into the freezer.

Bumping into the freezer will remind her
she has to plan for supper.
She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She'll look for her cookbook
("101 Things To Do With a Pound of Hamburger").

The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.
She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow.
She will look for her checkbook.
The check book is in her purse
that is being dumped out by her two-year-old.

She'll smell something funny. She'll change the two-year-old's diaper.
While she is changing the diaper, the phone will ring.
Her five-year-old will answer and hang up.

She'll remember she wants to phone a friend for coffee.
Thinking of coffee will remind her
that she was going to have a cup.
And chances are... If she has a cup of coffee,
Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it!

~~~~ Author Unknown ~~~~

What Did I Do Today
(Poems for Mothers)

Today I left some dishes dirty,
the bed got made around 3:30.
The diapers soaked a little longer,
The odor grew a little stronger.

The crumbs I spilled the day before
Are staring at me from the floor.
the fingerprints there on the wall
Will likely be there still next fall.

The dirty streaks on those window panes
Will still be there next time it rains.
Shame on you, you sit and say,
Just what did you do today?

I held a baby till she slept
I held a toddler while he wept.
I played a game of hide and seek,
I squeezed a toy so it would squeak.

I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
Taught a child right from wrong.
What did I do this whole day through?
Not much that shows, I guess that's true.

Unless you think that what I've done,
might be important to someone
with deep green eyes and soft brown hair,
If that is true....I've done my share.

~ Author Unknown ~

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My Little One
(Poems for Mothers)

My little one, my little one,
Oh, how you all have grown.
I look back thru the pages now
For the little ones I have known.

It seems like only yesterday,
When you were learning to stand,
and looked at me with love and trust
as you reached for Mommy's hand.

Oh, why must time rush by me
at such a frantic pace?
Give me just a moment more
To remember that small face.

My little one, my little one,
the days were precious few,
when I could hold you in my arms
and wish the stars for you.

~ Author Unknown ~

When I'm a Little Old Lady
(Poems for Mothers)

I'll live with my children and bring them great joy
To repay all I have had from each girl and boy.
I shall draw on the walls and scuff up the floor
Run in and out without closing the door.

I'll hide frogs in the pantry, socks under my bed
Whenever they scold me, I'll just hang my head.
I'll run and I'll romp, always fritter away
The time to be spent doing chores every day.

I'll pester my children when they're on the phone
As long as they're busy, I won't leave them alone.
I'll hide candy in closets, rocks in a drawer
And never pick up my clothes from the floor.

I'll dash off to the movies and not wash a dish
I'll plead for allowance whenever I wish.
I'll stuff up the plumbing and deluge the floor
As soon as they've mopped it, I'll flood it some more.

When they correct me, I'll lie down and cry
Kicking and screaming, not a tear in my eye.
I'll take all their pencils and flashlights, and then
When they buy new ones, I'll take them again.

I'll spill glasses of milk to complete every meal
Eat my banana and just drop the peel.
Put toys on the table, spill jam on the floor
I'll break lots of dishes as though I were four.

What fun I shall have!! What joy it will be!!
To live with my children --- Like they lived with me!!!

~ Author Unknown ~

Little Eyes
(Poems for Mothers)

There are little eyes upon you
And they're watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly
Take in every word you say.

There are little hands all eager
To do anything you do
And a little girl who's dreaming
Of the day she'll be like you.

You're the little angel's idol
You're the wisest of the wise.
In her little mind about you
No suspicions ever rise.

She believes in you devoutly
Holds all you say and do
She will say and do, in your way
When she's grown up just like you.

There's a wide-eyed little girl
Who believes you're always right
And her eyes are always open
And she watches day and night.

You are setting an example
Every day in all you do
For the little girl who's waiting
To grow up to be like you.

~ Author Unknown ~

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