Family Poem about Love

her love for her mother she feels in her heart but is afraid to tell her

My Mother

© Shameka Martin
I love so much my mother,
She's always in my heart.
Even though we argue,
We'll never be apart.

She can tell when I have problems.
She knows when I am down.
She's always there to cheer me up,
and take away my frowns.

At times when I get mad at her
it's hard to stay that way.
Only because she makes me laugh
every passing day.

I love my mother with all my heart,
but this she does not know.
Sometimes I want to tell her,
but I’m afraid to let it show.

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Published: Feb 2006

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  • Well the reason this poem touched me was because I used to always make my mom mad and because of that she is now in the hospital and just got surgery yesterday...when I was a baby I was premature and my mom used to always be in the streets looking for somewhere to live because she had my sister when she was 16 and me when she was 18..her parents gave her up so now she does not know who her parents are. or where they are at..my mom used to always tell me things the easy way which was by talking to me but I guess god punished me and made me understand the hard way and that was by me having to watch my mom suffer right before my eyes. I have a big attitude, BIG anger problem and I always talk back and this experience is going to change my life I'm going to be somebody better and am going to actually SHOW my mom that I love her. and it touched me for the most part because I never told or even wrote my mom the words "I LOVE YOU" because was scared but now I tell her all the time :( :)

    aurora Submitted Apr 2009
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  • We all have moms. We all can recognize where you are coming from. But being a mom of grown sons, I would love to have any words, period. Time passes quickly. My own mother contracted Alzheimer's Disease at age 60 and we lost all the time I had waited for...when we could be grown-up friends. There were words I could never take back. There was understanding that would never happen. She no longer knew me and conversation had long become impossible. Write and read your words to her. Just move toward her. She can't wait to move to you. Go for it!

    TGracie Submitted Sep 2009
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  • We all have moms. We all can recognize where you are coming from. But being a mom of grown sons, I would love to have any words, period. Time passes quickly. My own mother contracted Alzheimer's Disease at age 60 and we lost all the time I had waited for...when we could be grown-up friends. There were words I could never take back. There was understanding that would never happen. She no longer knew me and conversation had long become impossible. Write and read your words to her. Just move toward her. She can't wait to move to you. Go for it!

    Salve, Sangita Baburao Submitted Mar 2012
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  • I have the same kind of relationship with my mom. Her and I are like that we don't show feelings like that we just hope each other knows.

    Kitty Submitted 4/1/2013
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