Motherhood
these tired hands
guide my children
to catch fireflies in magical meadows
to cross a busy city street
Did you ever wonder how a child ended up with a specific mother? According to Sufi mysticism, the soul of the child looks down at the world and sees every soul that resides in every woman. When he finds the one that will be able to help him fulfill his life's purpose, he makes his choice. The relationship between the mother and child is no accident. At times the child may reject his mother and wish he had a different one. Remember your soul made the choice for a reason. This woman can help you live your purpose.
these tired hands
guide my children
to catch fireflies in magical meadows
to cross a busy city street
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It is true
I was created in you.
It is also true
That you were created for me.
Sleep now, my angel, and rest your eyes.
Mommy must say her last goodbyes.
Please don't be sad, and please don't cry.
Mommy will give you the wings to fly.
My loving mother, always there with your arms open, no matter what. A face that always smiled. Two eyes that would light up the sky at night, until that one battle you could not fight. The...
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We aren't afraid
Of shadows in the night
Things that howl
Or a terrible sight
A year has come and gone so fast.
We always knew it wouldn't last.
Your first year here has been so sweet.
We never wanted to miss a beat.
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A mother gives her children
Stepping stones to the stars.
Her love is unconditional;
Her heart has no bars.
Wow, this is a very beautiful poem. I love it. I can tell this poem came from your heart.
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Mommy,
I cannot say how much I love you
Because I cannot talk!
Although, I can write poems in an Iambic style
Such a beautiful poem, I can relate my mom was so dear to me now she has stepped through Heaven's gate. Through all the stress and all the strife, she still lived a good life, she raised us...
Mom, I know we've been through a lot,
But to this day I have not forgot
All the things you have done for me.
Opening my eyes and letting me see
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I will always be there for you.
You will never be alone.
I will be that candle in the window,
So you can always find your way back home.
When I read this poem, there was no doubt how much love you hold inside for a child. There was also no doubt in my mind that this poem will be loved by all mothers everywhere. This is a very...
To my Mummy,
From the moment we met
And you held me so tight,
Wow. That poem is so sweet and really touched my heart. Thank you to the writer of this poem! I will read it again and again and again.