Mothers Day Poems - Words expressing love for Mom
There are many Mothers Day poems that were written to honor and pay tribute to those special women in our lives at home. You can find a beautiful list of Mothers Day poems on the pages at this site: http://www.poemsforfree.com/mothpo.html. There are many Mothers Day poems found here for a variety of situations as not everyone’s family is the same. You can find Mothers Day poems for children, Mothers Day poems for adults who haven’t seen their mom’s in a long time, Mothers Day poems for Moms who have passed away, and so forth. A couple examples of this author’s excellent work of Mothers Day poems are listed below:
How Much I Love You I Can’t Say
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.
Another one of his beautiful Mothers Day poems:
If I Could Give My Mom the World
If I could give my mom the world
Or anything she wanted,
I’d give her my own heart and soul
And leave my own heart haunted.
I’d take upon myself her life
With all its strife and pain,
And let her ease into some space
Where she could live again.
The pain for me would not be pain,
At least not for a while;
For I’d be doing it for her,
And I would see her smile.
I wish that I could take her heart
And cleanse it with my tears,
And make her sorrow go away,
And answer all her fears.
I wish, I wish, but then I can’t,
As I watch helplessly,
And take her in my arms and say
I wish that it were me.
But loving is a hard, hard way,
With all the pain it brings.
And yet there is no other way
To touch the heart of things.
Finally, another piece from this lovely collection of Mothers Day poems:
You Are My Mother And My Friend
You are my mother and my friend,
Which is unusual.
Somehow our characters must blend:
Your wisdom and my will.
I turn, and you are there for me;
I speak, you understand.
I feel cared for, but also free;
You lead but don’t command.
I’m fortunate that I was born
To someone just like you;
I love you, not just as my mom,
But for what you are and do.