Celebrate Mom Friends By Sending A Mother’s Day Poem

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Good women love each other. We cheer each other on and wrap our arms around each other’s shoulders when times get tough.

On Mother’s Day, let’s celebrate not just our own mothers, but also the best friends who have become our sisters.

These women are a mother to her own children and a friend to her fellow moms. She’s always there with a listening ear and an open heart. And she knows just what to say when we need encouragement or a little pick-me-up.

Celebrate Mom Friends By Sending A Mother’s Day Poem

So give one of these heartwarming Mother’s Day poems to your sweet friend, and let her know how much she means to you.

What is a Mother?

Katherine Nelson Davis

A mother is someone to shelter and guide us,

To love us, whatever we do,

With a warm understanding and infinite patience,

And wonderful gentleness, too.

How often a mother means swift reassurance

In soothing our small, childish fears,

How tenderly mothers watch over their children

And treasure them all through the years!

The heart of a mother is full of forgiveness

For any mistake, big or small,

And generous always in helping her family

Whose needs she has placed above all.

A mother can utter a word of compassion

And make all our cares fall away,

She can brighten a home with the sound of her laughter

And make life delightful and gay.

A mother possesses incredible wisdom

And wonderful insight and skill –

In each human heart is that one special corner

Which only a mother can fill!

Mother o’ Mine

by Rudyard Kipling

If I were hanged on the highest hill,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

I know whose love would follow me still,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

If I were drowned in the deepest sea,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

I know whose tears would come down to me,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

If I were damned of body and soul,

I know whose prayers would make me whole,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

To My Sister on Mother’s Day

By Nicholas Gordon

To my sister on Mother’s Day:

Often I remember how we were

More focused on ourselves when we were young.

Years and children sweep in like a tide,

Separating us on distant shores.

In truth, we’re even closer than before,

Sustaining our childhood inside,

The memories to which we both belong

Enriched by what love teaches us to bear,

Resonant with what we rarely say.

The Little Things

by Katherine Nelson Davis

It is the little things that count

And give a mother pleasure –

The things her children bring to her

Which they so richly treasure…

The picture that is smudged a bit

With tiny fingerprints,

The colored rock, the lightning bugs,

The sticky peppermints;

The ragged, bright bouquet of flowers

A child brings, roots and all –

These things delight a mother’s heart

Although they seem quite small.

A mother can see beauty

In the very smallest thing

For there’s a little bit of heaven

In a small child’s offering.

I Cannot Remember My Mother

by Rabindranath Tagore (loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch)

I cannot remember my mother,

yet sometimes in the middle of my playing

a melody seemed to hover over my playthings:

some forgotten tune she loved to sing

while rocking my cradle.

I cannot remember my mother,

yet sometimes on an early autumn morning

the smell of the shiuli flowers fills my room

as the scent of the temple’s morning service

wafts over me like my mother’s perfume.

I cannot remember my mother,

yet sometimes still, from my bedroom window,

when I lift my eyes to the heavens’ vast blue canopy

and sense on my face her serene gaze,

I feel her grace has encompassed the sky.

Super Mom

by Joanna Fuchs

Mom, you’re a wonderful mother,

So gentle, yet so strong.

The many different ways you show you care

Always make me feel I belong.

You’re patient when I’m foolish;

You give guidance when I ask;

It seems you can do most anything;

You’re the master of every task.

You’re a dependable source of comfort;

You’re my cushion when I fall.

You help in times of trouble;

You support me whenever I call.

I love you more than you know;

You have my total respect.

If I had my choice of mothers,

You’d be the one I’d select!

Mother’s Smile

by Michael R. Burch

There never was a fonder smile

than mother’s smile, no softer touch

than mother’s touch. So sleep awhile

and know she loves you more than “much.”

So more than “much,” much more than “all.”

Though tender words, these do not speak

of love at all, nor how we fall

and mother’s there, nor how we reach

from nightmares in the ticking night

and she is there to hold us tight.

There never was a stronger back

than father’s back, that held our weight

and lifted us, when we were small,

and bore us till we reached the gate,

then held our hands that first bright mile

till we could run, and did, then flew.

But, oh, a mother’s tender smile

will leap and follow after you!

A Great Mother

Through the childhood, teenage and adulthood

she held your heart from getting hurt.

She is simply beyond awesomeness.

Your guardian angel with a heart made of pure gold.

A very happy mother’s day to all moms out there,

Especially mine, for being with me always.

You are the best.

To My Mother

by Christina Rossetti

Today’s your natal day;

Sweet flowers I bring:

Mother, accept, I pray

My offering.

And may you happy live,

And long us bless;

Receiving as you give

Great happiness.

Piano

by D. H. Lawrence

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;

Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see

A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings

And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song

Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong

To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside

And hymns in the cozy parlor, the tinkling piano our guide.

So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamor

With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour

Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast

Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.

My Miracle Mother

by Joanna Fuchs

Mom, I look at you

and see a walking miracle.

Your unfailing love without limit,

your ability to soothe my every hurt,

the way you are on duty, unselfishly,

every hour, every day,

makes me so grateful

that I am yours, and you are mine.

With open arms and open heart,

with enduring patience and inner strength,

you gave so much for me,

sometimes at your expense.

You are my teacher,

my comforter, my encourager,

appreciating all, forgiving all.

Sometimes I took you for granted, Mom,

but I don’t now, and I never will again.

I know that everything I am today

relates to you and your loving care.

I gaze in wonder

as I watch you being you—

my miracle, my mother.

Such Tenderness

by Michael R. Burch

There was, in your touch, such tenderness—as

only the dove on her mildest day has,

when she shelters downed fledglings beneath a warm wing

and coos to them softly, unable to sing.

What songs long forgotten occur to you now—

a babe at each breast? What terrible vow

ripped from your throat like the thunder that day

can never hold severing lightnings at bay?

Time taught you tenderness—time, oh, and love.

But love in the end is seldom enough …

and time?—insufficient to life’s brief task.

I can only admire, unable to ask—

what is the source, whence comes the desire

of a woman to love as no God may require?

Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome

by Christina Rossetti

Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome

Has many sonnets: so here now shall be

One sonnet more, a love sonnet, from me

To her whose heart is my heart’s quiet home,

To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee

I learnt love-lore that is not troublesome;

Whose service is my special dignity,

And she my loadstar while I go and come.

And so because you love me, and because

I love you, Mother, I have woven a wreath

Of rhymes wherewith to crown your honoured name:

In you not fourscore years can dim the flame

Of love, whose blessed glow transcends the laws

Of time and change and mortal life and death.

Eyes Twinkle

by Micah Klug

Some sunny weather, and a shining star

compel the eyes to twinkle and then close …

One moment of respite is ours from woes

we never guessed to see come quite this far.

I whispered your name once or twice aloud,

mother

Wondering if you heard me yet—

Time slips away too quickly for our hands,

but not to worry, we’ll catch up again;

those twinkling eyes and shining star still reign …

my heart is full of love as it expands,

for in your tender ways and gentle care

I find a love that’s priceless, pure and rare.

M-O-T-H-E-R

by Howard Johnson

M is for the million things she gave me,

O means only that she’s growing old,

T is for the tears she shed to save me,

H is for her heart of purest gold;

E is for her eyes, with love-light shining,

R means right, and right she’ll always be,

Put them all together, they spell MOTHER

A word that means the world to me.

A Little Wish From A Big Heart

There’s a wonderful love called motherhood,

That even time or distance cannot break;

A love that’s always present, kind and good,

A love that knows no limit for its sake.

It’s unconditional, selfless, and pure,

Stronger than any bond one could find;

With every hug and kiss, it reassures

That you are forever in her heart and mind.

Deep Warm Hugs

Warm hugs from a mother’s like sunshine,

Nurturing, comforting, and full of light;

A gift that never fades or dies away,

And always makes everything feel right.

In her arms, troubles seem to disappear,

Worries melt away in her tender embrace;

Her love is a shelter from any fear,

A safe haven in this chaotic place.

Relationship of Mother and Daughter

(Anonymous)

You can see it in their eyes,

in tender hugs and long good-byes,

a love that only moms and daughters know.

You can see it in their smiles,

through passing years and changing styles,

a friendship that continually seems to grow.

You can see it in their lives,

the joy each one of them derives,

in just knowing that the other one is there…

To care and to understand,

lend an ear or hold a hand,

and to celebrate the memories they share.

A New Mother is Born

Kisses on her wedding day,

When two becomes one family.

Then the first breath of her newborn child,

Touches her heart and soul so wild;

She’ll be filled with the greatest love,

That one could ever know!

A tiny finger grasps her hand,

Her grandchild – a noble prize she’s won;

A brand new chapter in her life,

Has just begun.

She breathes so softly,

her eyes close in peaceful sleep;

She dreams an eternal sleep.

The Mom Poem

Your gentle eyes were stern

When I needed a lesson to learn.

Your tender heart was firm and kind

When I needed a hug and an open mind.

You always had a listening ear,

And gave me the courage to face my fears.

With your love, support, and endless care,

I knew that you would always be there.

Thank you for being my rock,

A constant in my chaotic clock.

Thank you dear mother for your

unconditional love,

You are truly an angel from above.

Before The Child Was Born

(Anonymous)

A mother’s love begins

Before the child is born

And lasts through time

And difficulties

And differences

And many wounds

And days of joy

And days of sorrow

Winding, wearing

Weeping, sharing

Changing

Until, at the end

What remains

Is that solid core

That began as love

Before the child was born.

To Lead a Girl to Womanhood

(Anonymous)

Open her eyes

to the blessings around her

Show her that beauty and

goodness surround her.

Help her to trust in the future,

not fear it.

Teach her that dreams are the winds of the spirit,

Guide her with wisdom and

gentle persuasion

For she is God’s pleasure

-His flower of creation.

Childhood Days

by Micah Klug

There are some moments in life

when the day stretches farther than the longest year.

And then in a blink of an eye

Ten years flies past your gaze.

Simple moments of innocence when childhood tends to flee

but for you dear friend,

you get to walk in the garden of the heart of your child.

Dear Mom

My loving mother, dear and true,

I can’t thank you enough for all that you do.

You’ve cared for me since my very first breath,

And your love has never once faltered or left.

From scraped knees to broken hearts,

You’ve always been there to play your part.

No matter the troubles, big or small,

Your warm embrace could fix it all.

Mom’s Smiles

There’s mom’s hugs and mom’s love

But what about mom’s smiles?

They light up the room and warm our hearts,

Making everything worthwhile.

No matter how tough life gets,

Mom’s smile can make it seem okay.

She’s always there, smiling through the tears,

And that will never change.

The Wisdom of a Mother

A mother knows best,

It’s been said time and time again.

And through the years, it’s proven true,

As she guides us through joys and pain.

With a gentle touch and soothing words,

She can heal any broken heart.

Her wisdom and love are unmatched,

A bond that will never depart.

Baby’s First Steps

My feet are wet, they’re cold and bare,

But I take a step without a care.

Mommy’s arms are open wide,

As I waddle with my newfound stride.

I’m clumsy and unsteady on my feet,

But Mommy cheers me on with each little feat.

My first steps may be small and slow,

But with Mommy by my side, I’ll continue to grow.

A Mother’s Happiness

There’s so much happiness in a mother’s smile,

A joy that can’t be measured or contained.

It comes from watching her child grow and thrive,

Knowing her love will always remain.

With every milestone and accomplishment,

A mother’s heart swells with pride and glee.

For she knows that she played a part,

In shaping the person her child will be.

God Created Mothers

Workings hands form a tiny frame,

A mother’s love is God’s perfect aim.

From the very beginning until the end,

A mother’s love will never bend.

She sacrifices and gives without any thought,

For her children, she’ll always give all she’s got.

God knew what He was doing when He created mothers,

They’re a true blessing to us and others.

Final Thoughts

We hope you love these beautiful Mother’s Day poems for your friends!

Women need each other, especially in our role as mothers. It’s a unique relationship filled with love, tears, and soul-stretching moments.

Whether you’re nurturing children in your community or cherishing the children in your home, remember that you are not alone in the journey of motherhood.

We hope these poems serve as a reminder of the special relationship women have together, and the joys and challenges of being a mother.

Feel free to share one of these Mother’s Day poems to with your friends and let them know how much you appreciate their friendship and support.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing women out there! Remember, you are doing an incredible job as a mother and a friend.

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