Mothers Day Poems and Quotes

Flowers + a Poem = THE PERFECT GIFT FOR MOM!

GREAT SELECTIONS TO CHOOSE FROM

"Just wait until your father gets home."

"You are going to get it when we get home!"

"What were you thinking? Answer me when I talk to you! Don't talk back to me!"

"If you fall out off that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."

"If you don't pass your spelling test, you'll never get a good job."

"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

"You're just like your father."

"Do you think you were born in a barn?"

"When you get to be my age, you will understand."

"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you....Then you'll see what it's like!"

Is the ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner or sew a button all at the same time? Or is it heart? Is it the ache she feels when she watches her son or daughter going through the challenges and hardships of life? For even moms who "mess up" and do not know how to express the feeling, deep down they do care...It's the biology (It's not "the economy, stupid!"). They are made that way!

Words are filled with wisdom By Erma Bombeck:

When the good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."

And the Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order? --

She has to be completely washable, but not plastic; Have 180 moveable parts . . . all replaceable; Run on black coffee and leftovers; Have a lap that disappears when she stands up; A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair; And six pairs of hands...

The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands . . . no way."

"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord. "It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."

"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.

The Lord nodded.

"One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say, 'I understand and I love you' without so much as uttering a word."

"Lord," said the angel, touching His sleeve gently, "Come to bed. Tomorrow . . ."

"I can't," said the Lord, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick . . . can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger . . . and can get a nine year-old to stand under a shower."

The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It's too soft," she sighed.

"But tough!" said The Lord excitedly. "You cannot imagine what this mother can do or endure."

The angel asked, "Can it think?"

"Not only think, but it can reason and compromise," said The Creator.

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. "There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told You You were trying to put too much into this model."

"It's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear."

"What's it for?" asked the angel.

"It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness and pride," The Lord replied.

"You are a genius," said the angel.

The Lord looked somber.

"I didn't put it there," he said.

Flowers + a Poem = THE PERFECT GIFT FOR MOM!

You show your love in little ways --
In warming smiles and words of praise,
In things you do to brighten days...
You always show you care.
You show your love by hurts you ease,
By giving such fond memories,
But Mother, more than all of these...
By always being there!

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.

Another Mother's Day is here,
Bringing joy and pleasures new,
On this special day, Mother dear,
I want to remember you.

I cannot give you costly gifts,
And I've told you this before,
No matter what I give to you,
You give back much, much more.

I'm giving you a pure, sweet rose,
Gathered in the early morn,
This rose you planted in my heart,
The day that I was born.

In kindly, loving thoughts of you,
And with the faith you still impart,
The rose I give to you today,
Is the love that's in my heart.

You are truly a gift from God above,
Only He could've made you with that much love

That is warm and sincere
For someone who's always
So sweet and so dear --
Here's hoping you find
That with each passing day,
The best things in life
Will keep coming your way!

It takes somebody special
To listen and to care,
To encourage and inspire
And to show she's always there...
So I hope that you'll remember,
Each day the whole year through,
You're someone very special
And you always will be too

Thanks for all you've done for me,
And all that you still do.
Thanks for being patient
And so understanding too...
Thanks for all the help you give
And all the joy you bring.
On Mothers Day, just want to say,
Thanks for everything!

Of all the special joys in life
The big ones and the small.
A mothers love and tenderness,
Is the greatest of them all.

You wiped away many tears,
And even calmed many fears.

You have kissed all sorts of parts,
You even somehow healed broken hearts.

You gave your love without a second thought,
You gave lectures when our mistakes you caught.

But you also gave hugs for no reason at all,
You held us tight whenever a tear would fall.

You gave us the courage to walk alone,
You gave us the love of a real home.

You endured many things just for our sake,
Your love was genuine so much love would be hard to fake.

You filled my days with rainbow lights,
Fairytales and sweet dream nights.

A kiss to wipe away my tears,
Gingerbread to ease my fears.

You gave the gift of life to me,
And then in love, you set me free.

I thank you for your tender care,
For deep warm hugs and being there.

I hope that when you think of me,
A part of you, you'll always see.

If I could give you diamonds
for each tear you cried for me
If I could give you sapphires
for each truth you've helped me see.

If I could give you rubies
for the heartache that you've known
If I could give you pearls
for the wisdom that you've shown

Then you'll have a treasure, mother,
that would mount up to the skies
That would almost match
the sparkle in your kind and loving eyes

But I have no pearls, no diamonds,
as I'm sure you're well aware
So I'll give you gifts more precious
my devotion, love and care

Dear Mom, I said a prayer for you
to thank the Lord above
For blessing me with a lifetime
of your tender hearted love.

I thanked God for the caring
you've shown me through the years,
For the closeness we've enjoyed
in time of laughter and of tears.

And so, I thank you from the heart
for all you've done for me
And I bless the Lord for giving me
the best mother there could be

You were my fairy tale princess,
So much larger than life.
You were my angel and my witness
Through all my pain and strife.

At times you made me angry,
Great words I would proclaim
How someday you'd be sorry.
You were the one to blame.

But when I needed comforting
You always found the time.
Your words were more soothing
Than days of childhood sublime.

Now the distance holds us apart,
The boundaries have no end.
I'll hold the memories in my heart.
You're my mother, my best friend

A Mother is one who
understands the things
you say and do

Who always overlooks
your faults and sees the
best in you

A Mother is one whose
special love inspires you
day by day.

Who fills your heart with
gladness in her warm
and thoughtful way.

A Mother is all these things
and more - the greatest
treasure known.

And the dearest Mother in
all of the world is the one I
call my own.

Who fed me from her gentle breast,
And hushed me in her arms to rest,
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept, for fear that I should die?
My Mother.

Who dressed my doll in clothes so gay,
And fondly taught me how to play,
And minded all I had to say?
My Mother.

Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who was so very kind to me?
My Mother.

There is no love like a mother's love,
no stronger bond on earth
Like the precious bond that comes from God,
to a mother when she gives birth.

A mother's love is forever strong,
never changing for all time
And when her children need her most,
a mother's love will shine.

God bless these special mothers,
God bless them every one
For all the tears and heartache,
and for the special work they've done.

When her days on earth are over,
a mother's love lives on
Through many generations,
with God's blessings on each one.

Be thankful for our mothers,
for they love with a higher love
From the power God has given,
and the strength from up above.

You are the other Mother I received,
the day I wed your son
And I want to thank you Mom,
for the loving things you've done.

You've given me a gracious Man,
with whom I share my life
You are his lovely Mother,
and I his lucky Wife.

You used to pat his little head,
and now I hold his hand
You raised in love a little boy,
and then gave me the Man.

If Oscars were given to mothers
I'd nominate you

If Olympic medals were won by mothers
Your Gold is overdue

If Nobel Prizes were awarded to mothers
You would have quite a few

If Honorary Degrees were granted to mothers
You'd have some of them too

Mother's Day Poems are given to mothers
And this is mine to youMum you know I rely on you
Perhaps more than I ought
But I really do appreciate
All your love and support

Have a really lovely Mother's Day
And may all your cards be beauties
Have a nice long rest before resuming
Your childminding duties

Which I hope you find rewarding
Not in money terms, as such
But knowing that I and the children
Love and appreciate you very much

You're a Queen, Mother
(Forgive my clumsiness)
Have a right royal day
Your Mummsiness

---> In the United States, there are about 82.5 million mothers. (source: US Census Bureau)

---> about 96% of American consumers take part in some way in Mother's Day (source: Hallmark)

---> Mother's Day is widely reported as the peak day of the year for long distance telephone calls

---> Mother's Day is the busiest day of the year for many restaurants

---> Retailers report that Mother's Day is the second highest gift-giving holiday in the United States (Christmas is the highest).

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After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, "I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you".

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

"What's wrong, are you well," she asked?

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

"I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you," I responded. "Just the two of us."

She thought about it for a moment, and then said, "I would like that very much."

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date.

She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

She smiled from a face that was a radiant as an angel's. "I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting"

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. "It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said.

"Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor, "I responded.

During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation, nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.

As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite." I agreed.

"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home.

"Very nice. Much more so that I could have imagined," I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her.

Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.

An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son"

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: "I LOVE YOU" and to give our loved ones the time they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till "some other time".

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you had a baby... somebody doesn't know that once you are a mother, "normal" is history.

Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct... somebody never took a three year old shopping.

Somebody said being a mother is boring... somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.

Somebody said if you are a "good" mother, your child will "turn out good"... somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.

Somebody said "good" mothers never raise their voices... somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor's kitchen window.

Somebody said you don't need a education to be a mother... somebody never helped a fourth grader with his math.

Somebody said you can't love the second child as much you love the first... somebody does not have two children.

Somebody said you can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books... somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his nose or in his ears.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery... somebody never watched her "baby" get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten or on a plane headed for military "boot camp."

Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one hand tied behind her back... somebody never organized seven giggling Brownies to sell cookies.

Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married... somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home... somebody never had grandchildren.

Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you do not need to tell her... somebody isn't a mother.

Pass this along to all the "mothers" in your life, and to everyone who ever had a mother. This isn't just about being a mother, it's about appreciating the people in your life while you have them...no matter who that person is.

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