If you do not know how to express yourself through words, especially when it comes to your mother, there is no need to worry. Whether you want to thank your mom for all the things she has done for you or tell her how much you love her and care for her, poetry will serve your purpose perfectly. If you can write 'mother poems' yourself', it is excellent. Otherwise, you can also make use of the poems offered in magazines newspaper and even Internet. You will also find a number of poems on mothers, in the lines below. Go through them and pick the one that you feel expresses your emotions in the best possible way.
Poetry on Mothers
Happy Mother's Day
"Happy Mother's Day" means more
Than have a happy day.
Within those words lie lots of things
We never get to say.
It means I love you first of all,
Then thanks for all you do.
It means you mean a lot to me,
And that I honor you.
But most of all, I guess it means
That I am thinking of
Your happiness on this, your day,
With pleasure and with love
There is no love, like a mother's love,
no stronger bond on earth...
like the precious bond that comes from God,
to a mother, when she gives birth.
A mother's love is forever strong,
never changing for all time...
and when her children need her most,
a mother's love will shine.
God bless these special mothers,
God bless them every one...
for all the tears and heartache,
and for the special work they've done.
When her days on earth are over,
a mother's love lives on...
through many generations,
with God's blessings on each one.
Be thankful for our mothers,
for they love with a higher love...
from the power God has given,
and the strength from up above.
The one who brought me down to earth,
And held me everyday.
The one who gracefully gave me birth, ,
And said, I love you in every way.
The one who taught me everything,
Like how to crawl and walk.
The one who taught me how to sing,
After learning how to talk.
The one who told me, stay in school,
And always play nice.
The one who told me, keep it cool,
And gave me good advice.
The one who taught me how to read,
And how to do my math. .
The one who taught me how to bead,
And told me to take a bath.
The one who lectured, “school before men”
And to love one another.
Believe me that this woman,
Can be no one but my Mother!
- Crystal R. Adame