Mother Daughter Poem

I dedicate my poem to my Mother, your Mother, and all the Mothers of the world who sacrifice their lives everyday for the children of this planet.

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© Arnot McCallum

Published: Aug 2007

Mommy Do You Love Me?

Mommy, do you love me?
Of course I do dear!
Let's snuggle a minute,
Come sit,
Over here.

I prayed every bedtime,
For a little girl like you,
And when I saw your funny face,
No one else would do!

Your face was all wrinkled,
Your skin was all red.
You were bald as a beach ball,
Not a hair on your head.

You cried and you yelled
You burped and you spit,
You threw the odd tantrum,
You took the odd fit.

But you're growing up quickly
And soon you'll take flight,
And I'll be alone
With my memories each night.

SO, you ask, DO I LOVE YOU?
My answer is simple,
I love every freckle,
I love every dimple.
I love every giggle
I love every smile,
You're my reason for living,
You make life worthwhile.
Together we'll travel life's road to the end.
Sweetheart, you're my daughter!
My Very Best Friend!


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  • by Donna Price, Florida
  • 2/26/2014

Yesterday afternoon as I waited for my husband at Sam's club in Cocoa, FI I was joined a gentleman waiting for his spouse, as we enjoyed our conversation he quoted to me this lovely poem. Today I proceed to Google having so enjoyed the poem and his beautiful delivery, and low and behold the gentleman was Arnot McCallum. What a delight.


  • by Laraine Smith
  • Oct 2009

This is one of the sweetest poems I have ever read! It reminds me of a poem that my mom wrote for me!


  • by keo
  • Jul 2009

being a single parent with 3 girls is very hard, but the rewards I get every day make it all worth while. The first kiss good morning, the last kiss good night, would not change that for the world. All the amazing art work I get, my walls are better then an art gallery. Almost all the poems I have read have touched my heart in some one. So to all the wonderful parents, grandparents and all the extended family that are doing a great job to raise their children , enjoy the little things in life and keep your kids close at heart.


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