Mother's Day Poem

Mothers Day Message From Daughter

My mom raised seven children and gave up a career as a pharmacist for us. She survived lung cancer and the death of two of my brothers. She is my hero and my mentor. I was a rebellious girl and ran away at 16, causing her deep pain. She loved me through it all. I see so many kids mistreat their precious moms, so I wrote this poem in hopes that some would think about how much their moms love them despite the ugliness and pain. I hope somebody will love their mom better because of these words.

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Lord, thank you for my praying mother, for she is like no other. Bless her for being on bended knees, continuing to intercede so all the heartache and all the pain you heard her cry when she...

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Published by Family Friend Poems May 2013 with permission of the Author.

Every child wishes for that just perfect mom,
the kind who does everything right and never anything wrong.

She must say the right things and be perfectly dressed,
keep a clean house and be happy, never ever depressed.

It's her job to make sure her family feels blessed,
each member made happy with egos caressed.

This all sounds very nice, what a lovely world it would be,
if every mother were perfect, meeting every child's need.

But moms are just human and make mistakes on the way,
lives filled with trials like ours, to deal with every day.

How can we ask them to be more than they're able,
when not a single one can wear that perfect mom label.

Try to look at your mom from a new point of view,
as you grow older and wiser, you'll see her anew.

Each mother is different, with good points and bad,
praise the fine things, talk about what makes you unhappy or sad.

If you pray for your mom, ask God to make your heart glad,
for good memories she's given, the good times that you've had.

Every mother is special, precious and select,
for this very reason, give her honor and respect.

Love her like you did when you were so tender and small,
because she certainly hasn't stopped loving you through it all.

So, God bless our dear moms, the ones we came through,
and we should forever be saying, "Mom, I thank you!"

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  • Laquitta D Spencer by Laquitta D Spencer, Houston
  • 4 years ago

Lord, thank you for my praying mother, for she is like no other. Bless her for being on bended knees, continuing to intercede so all the heartache and all the pain you heard her cry when she called your name.

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