mothers day poems

A mother casts her dreams into the sea;
We, the words sent bobbing towards the sun,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy.

Because she must conclude her melody
And fall back to the sweet dark hush of One,
A mother casts her dreams into the sea,

Hoping to cross that wild infinity
And on some infant shore again to run,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

Outside the fiery circle of memory,
The howling surf, the incessant years undone
A mother casts her dreams into the sea

And then dissolves into a tapestry,
Her rolling, helpless drift again begun,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

Afloat once more upon eternity,
Once more the alien fury, never done
Again, again, her dreams into the sea,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy!

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A vase of flowers in a window frame.
A house of gentle light amid dark leaves.
An ecstasy so sharp it feels like anguish,
The pull that makes our beeline an ellipse.

No transcendental morning's inspiration
So ravishes the things we never see.
We hear for all our lives a silent music
To which we dance unknowing through our time.

And even when we die, there is a beauty
Older than the cold December stars,
A part of us that waits behind the darkness
To take us once again into its arms.

How much I love you I can't say:
It's more than words can hold.
You're all at once my rich, red clay,
My potter and my mold.

Yours the words that shaped my voice,
The spirit within mine.
Yours the will that shaped my choice,
My fortune, and my sign.

How lucky I was to have had you
At the core of me!
Wise and good, you always knew
Just what I could be.

And so I came to be someone
Whom I could be proud of.
For this I give my swollen sum
Of gratitude and love.

A Precious Mother

Mom You've given me so much,
Love from your heart
and the warmth of your touch.
The gift of life and you're a friend to me.
We have a very Special Bond
which only comes from God...
I'm sure you agree.
As a child I would say Mommy I Love You,
Now you're my Mother so dear
I love you even more
with each and every new year.
If I could had chosen,
I would have picked no other.
Than for you...to be my lifelong friend
and Precious Mother.

T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE MOTHER'S DAY AND LOOKING AROUND,
I REALIZED I HAD FORGOTTEN-THERE WAS NO GIFT TO BE FOUND

STRESSED OUT AND FRIGHTENED
I WOULD HAVE NO GIFT FOR MOTHER
I CALLED UP MY SISTER, MY UNCLE, MY BROTHER

BUT LO AND BEHOLD THEY HAD BOUGHT NOTHING TOO
MY SISTER SUGGESTED A BOTTLE OF GOO
BUT I MUST HONOR MOTHER, I SAID TO MYSELF
I MUST FIND A GIFT, I MUST FIND SOME HELP
SO I LOGGED ON TO MY TRUSTY COMPUTER, MY FRIEND
HOPING THIS TALE WOULD HAVE A GOOD END

I SURFED AND I SURFED LOOKING FOR SOMETHING
A DOODAD SOME CANDY, EVEN A DUMPLING
BUT LO AND BEHOLD NONE OF THESE GIFTS COULD BE SHIPPED
IN TIME TO MAKE SURE MOM WOULD HAVE A GOOD GIFT

SO I HUSTLED AND BUSTLED JUST LOOKING FOR HELP
I SURFED AND I SURFED AND EVEN TRIED YELP
FINALLY, MY EYES SAW A WELCOMING SIGHT
LAST CHANCE FOR DELIVERY TOMORROW TONIGHT!

I CLICKED TO THE SITE AND WHAT SHOULD APPEAR
BUT A BOUQUET OF FLOWERS, SOME WINE AND SOME BEER
I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, "MAYBE SOME FLOWERS?"
WOULD THAT HONOR MOM IN JUST A FEW HOURS?

NO DIAMONDS OR GOLD, FLOWERS WOULD HAVE TO DO
SHE WON'T THINK I FORGOT, WILL SHE? WOULD YOU?
I FLIPPED THROUGH THE PAGES, NO DAISIES OR IRIS,
THOSE NASTY BEGONIAS LOOK LIKE A VIRUS,

CARNATIONS, CHRYSANTHEMUM, NO ORCHIDS OR PANSIES,
NO CONEFLOWER, PEONIES, LUPIN OR SANDIES,
ROSES, NO! TOO PLAIN, TOO CONTRITE
A MIXED BOUQUET? DELIVERY TOMORROW, ORDER TONIGHT!

NO COUPONS NO DISCOUNTS, JUST HARD PLAIN COLD CASH
I SIGNED INTO PAYPAL AND PAID IN A FLASH
I CROSSED MY FINGERS AND WAITED AND WAITED,
CONFIRMATION OF SALE! I SIGHED, MY BREATH BATED

BEFORE THIS EVENT I HAD ORDERED SOME ROSES
BUT WHAT HAD ARRIVED MADE MY FRIENDS HOLD THEIR NOSES
PLEASE BE GOOD, I PRAYED AS I WENT TO SLEEP;
MAY TOMORROW'S FLOWERS BE GOOD-MAY THEY KEEP FOR A WEEK!

MY FEARS WERE ASSUAGED ON MOTHER'S DAY NOON,
WHEN MY MOTHER CALLED TO THANK ME FOR FLOWERS IN BLOOM
SHE CLAIMED THEY SMELLED SWEETLY, SHE CLAIMED THEY WERE LOVELY,
BUT MORE IMPORTANT SHE TOLD ME HOW MUCH THAT SHE LOVED ME

FOR REMEMBERING HER ON THIS MOTHER'S DAY
YOU WERE ALWAYS MY FAVORITE, SHE SAID AS SHE WENT AWAY
AND NOW THAT SHE'S PASSED I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER
TO GIVE MY WIFE FLOWERS AND TELL HER WHAT TREASURE

SHE IS TO ME AND MY CHILDREN AND I DO NOT FEAR
A LAST MINUTE PURCHASE OF ANYTHING THIS YEAR.

Our mother is the sweetest and
Most delicate of all.
She knows more of paradise
Than angels can recall.

She's not only beautiful
But passionately young,
Playful as a kid, yet wise
As one who has lived long.

Her love is like the rush of life,
A bubbling, laughing spring
That runs through all like liquid light
And makes the mountains sing.

And makes the meadows turn to flower
And trees to choicest fruit.
She is at once the field and bower
In which our hearts take root.

She is at once the sea and shore,
Our freedom and our past.
With her we launch our daring ships
Yet keep the things that last.

Thank you, Mom, for making us
Happy, well, and good.
All we are depends on you:
Not what you say, but what you do.
Kids know what they should,
Yet need your hands for shaping us,
Opening and waking us,
Unveiling our view.

" Happy Mother's Day to my dear MUM. Author of my personality:Pleased, I hope with what your read in me; Pleased I hope, with episodes to come. Yet now I know, too, would get some pleasure from Making you the book in which I see, of all the players in my family, The central character, whom I would plumb."

Happy Mother's Day to my dear Mum,

Author of my personality:

Pleased, I hope, with what you read in me;

Pleased, I hope, with episodes to come.

Yet now I, too, would get some pleasure from

Making you the book in which I see,

Of all the players in my family,

The central character, whom I would plumb.

How beautiful to move in that direction!

Each to each a separate source of pleasure,

Reading in the other's happiness,

'Mid much description, underlying love.

So would we deepen the connection,

Discovering new passages to treasure

As we follow time towards tenderness,

Yearning for what years unread will prove.

Mother's Day
Author: Carol Matthews

A Mother loves right from the start.
She holds her baby close to her heart.
The bond that grows will never falter.
Her love is so strong it will never alter.
A Mother gives never ending Love.
She never feels that she has given enough.
For you she will always do her best.
Constantly working, there's no time to rest.
A Mother is there when things go wrong.
A hug and a kiss to help us along.
Always there when we need her near.
Gently wipes our eyes when we shed a tear.
So on this day shower your Mother with Love.
Gifts and presents are nice but that is not enough.
Give your Mother a day to have some peace of mind.
Be gentle, be good, be helpful, be kind.
Happy Mothers Day.

#1 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?
- Milton Berle

#2 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

Women are aristocrats, and it is always the mother who makes us feel that we belong to the better sort.
-John Lancaster Spalding

#3 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

The sweetest sounds to mortals given
Are heard in Mother, Home, and Heaven.
- William Goldsmith Brown

#4 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune.
- Graycie Harmon

#5 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible.
- Marion C. Garretty

#6 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

I love my mother as the trees love water and sunshine - she helps me grow, prosper, and reach great heights.
- Adabella Radici

#7 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

[A] mother is one to whom you hurry when you are troubled.
- Emily Dickinson

#8 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

Any mother could perform the jobs of several air traffic controllers with ease.
- Lisa Alther

#9 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that suppose to mean? In my heart it don't mean a thing.
- Toni Morrison, Beloved, 1987

#10 of Top-Ten Quotes about Moms and Mothers for Your Mother's Day Cards

The only mothers it is safe to forget on Mother's Day are the good ones.
- Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960

Mom and Me

Best friends forever mom and me
picking flowers and climbing trees.
a shoulder to cry on, secrets to share
Warm hearts and hands that really care.

~Author Unknown~

My Mother

My Mother, my friend so dear
throughout my life you're always near.
A tender smile to guide my way
You're the sunshine to light my day.

~Author Unknown~

A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred kilometers away.

As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting outside crying.
He asked her what was wrong and she answered, "I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother.

But I only have eighty cents and a rose costs three dollars."
The man smiled and said, "Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose."
He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers.
As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.
She said, "Yes, please! You can take me to my mother."

She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.
The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the order, picked up a big bunch of flowers and drove the two hundred kilometers to his mother's house.

Today Mothers Day or Mothering Sunday is celebrated all over the world. For Florists and card shops the event is one of the highlights of the year, but the roots of Mother's Day are not commercial.

Motherhood has been celebrated since ancient times. The ancient Greeks paid homage to Rhea, the Mother of Gods; and there are records of the ancient Romans worshiping a mother Goddess known as Cybele as early as 260 BC. Festivals took place in the spring which was the most fertile time of the year.

The more modern way of honoring mothers began in England in the 1600s where Mothering Sunday was observed on the fourth Sunday of Lent. This day is also known as 'Refreshment Sunday', the only day when you are allowed to eat or do whatever you have given up for Lent. Not surprisingly, families came together and took the opportunity to party with a big meal at which mother was treated as the guest of honor. Traditionally, mothers were given posies of flowers and a cake.

The term 'Mothering Sunday' is now falling into disuse and has mostly been replaced by 'Mothers Day', which is used the world over.

In the USA there were several attempts to introduce a Mothers Day as a way to celebrate peace and heal the scars of war. Julia Ward, who wrote the words to the Battle Hymn of the Republic, suggested the idea in 1872. But the idea didn't really take off until Anna Jarvis campaigned for the establishment of a Mothers Day to commemorate her own mother who died in 1905. Ward's mother herself had tried to establish a similar holiday, Mother's Friendship Day, to heal the pain of the Civil War.

The first Mothers Day in the USA was held in 1907 when Julia Ward held a ceremony to honor her mother. She then successfully campaigned for a formal holiday to honor mothers and by 1911 most states had taken up the idea. This was followed in 1914 by a declaration by President Woodrow Wilson that Mothers Day should be celebrated as a national holiday on the second Sunday in May. The idea quickly spread to Canada and Mexico and many more countries throughout the world.

The commercialization of Mothers Day quickly followed, much to the disgust of Anna Jarvis who was arrested in 1923 at a Mother's Day festival for trying to stop women selling flowers. Jarvis said "I wanted it to be a day of sentiment not profit.

Ironically Anna Jarvis campaigned for many years against the commercialization of Mothers Day, the day she had worked so hard to establish.

Although she had no children of her own, each Mothers Day Anna received hundreds of cards from all over the world. Anna Jarvis died in 1948.