Mother plays multi-faceted role in her children's life. She inspires, motivates, boosts up the morale and showers unconditional love upon her offspring. Mother's Day becomes a wonderful occasion to extend sincere gratitude towards her, for being a significant woman in your life. There is a number of options to show your heartfelt feelings for your mom on the occasion, one of the most popular being the recitation of poems.
If your mom has also inspired you in one form or the other, then dedicating an inspirational poem for her, on the auspicious occasion of Mother's Day, will be a nice idea. You may either pen down few words on your own and recite it to her, or choose from a wide collection of inspirational poems available in the Internet. Here we provide you a couple of inspirational poems, which you may dedicate to you mom on this Mother's Day.
Inspirational Mothers Day Poems
Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried Playdough doesn't come out of carpet.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask "why me?" and get their answer when little voice says, "because I love you best."
Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade.
It is marked by the progression of Mama to Mommy to Mom.
A Mother's Love Goes Deep
I loved you enough to insist you buy a bike with your own money that we could afford and you couldn't
I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover your handpicked friend was a creep
I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your bedroom, a job that would have taken me fifteen minutes
I loved you enough to say, "Yes, you may go to Disney World on Mother's Day"
I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, mistrust and tears in my eyes
I loved you enough not to make excuses for your lack of respect or you bad manners
I loved you enough to admit that I was wrong and ask your forgiveness
I loved you enough to ignore "what every other mother" did or said
I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall, hurt and fail
I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your own actions, at 6, 10, and 16
I loved you enough to figure you would lie about the party being chaperoned but forgave you for it after discovering I was right
I loved you enough to shove you off my lap, let go of your hand, be mute to your pleas and insensitive to your demands...so that you had to stand alone
I loved you enough to accept you for what you are, not what I wanted you to be
But most of all, I loved you enough to say "no" when you hated me for it.
That was the hardest part of all.
- Nicola Kennedy