Mothers are unique; As they say, no one will love you more in life like your mother. And life is easier with them, we may not have a guide for difficulties, but mothers help us solve them.
For other people, a mother is a simple person, but for a child, a mother is the whole world. A mother can care for, educate, feed, perform many roles that help her children, but no one can replace them.
These poems for mom They are intended to be dedicated to a mother on a special day, on her birthday, on Mother's Day, on anniversaries or simply as a surprise to express gratitude.
It hurts not to see you, it happens to me,
but I don't judge you, I understand,
and now more, that I am growing
and there is no lack of bread at home.
You do so much for my good,
Monday, Thursday, without distinction,
mother, even on sunday
you go and work too.
It's your effort, great woman,
the one that supports this roof,
thank you I give for what you have done,
for your delivery, for your being.
I want to be a magician painter
for you, my mother
and paint a little star
let me tell you what i do.
Also draw one day
rest for you,
you work so hard for me
I want to give you that joy.
Little mother, heart,
magician painter I want to be
to make you bloom
a garden on the balcony.
If they attack me, you appear,
you come, you come out of nowhere,
like a light, like a fairy
and the evil you fade.
Mother, you deliver me without fear,
of what wants to harm me,
and no, I'm not going to get tired
to thank heaven for you.
You are a heroine,
a brave warrior,
my beautiful crescent moon,
very bright and fine gem.
Everything is in its space,
furniture, plates, glasses, pots,
oils, potatoes, onions,
and the straight-haired cat.
Day and night you dedicate yourself,
in the living room, the bathroom, the porch,
without a wine uncorking
for what you mean.
You don't complain, no, for nothing,
do not skimp on your effort,
every dinner, every lunch
it's pure art, beloved mother.
God bless every part
of your being, and protect you,
that healthy you get old,
you are, mom, my banner.
They asked me to write
something beautiful today in your day,
and then I made a poetry
to honor your whole life:
There was no lack of water in the glasses
nor on the plates the food,
you took care of our steps,
always attentive and determined.
Now I have to do for you
what you did for me,
and I will do it with joy,
and it is that my soul laughs.
For being able to return
some of your gift of love
since I was a little boy,
this is how I fulfill my great dream:
my love returns to its sea.
Mother, you are priceless,
having you alive is pure gold,
no rubies, no treasure
have your tough shine.
I look at you well and appreciate
the giant work of God;
do not draw a goodbye
never on our way,
that's what I want the most:
eternity for you.
I have learned to cook
bread with milk, mother,
it's easy, it takes
very little to prepare.
Of bread, a slice
and I put it on the plate,
after that I move the cat away
so that nothing is eaten.
Then I look for, yes, the box
of milk in the fridge,
right next to the pear,
in the part that is lower.
I go slowly, because it weighs,
I put a little bit on the bread
of milk, then I take off
and I call you like that at the table.
On my first day of school
I understood how much I loved you,
little mother, I missed you,
you hurt like a tooth.
The teacher tried and tried
to calm my huge crying,
you will say "It was not so bad",
but it did affect me.
Day by day I was understanding
that you would come for me in the afternoon,
even though my chest burns
when i'm not seeing you.
I think this miss you
it will never be taken away from me,
it is very big, like the sea,
and it's caused by loving you.
I want to write to you, mom,
with hugs, with colors,
with kisses, with smells
that I really love you.
A poem that is great,
how is your heart,
and let it serve as a song
to sing to you where I am.
A poem to you, mom,
to take away what scares you,
with the sweet you like
and love like the one you give me.
A poem for December,
for all week,
and keep you healthy
and so be together forever.
I want to dream about mom,
and thus take advantage of the time
What do I lose when I fall asleep?
and I can't hug her.
Dream as if awake
walk in the garden
and have endless fun
under a nice open sky.
Let there be elephants
with boots and with mustaches,
also monkeys in their boats
with ties and with gloves.
I want to dream of you, mom,
in a fantasy world,
where it is always day,
and sing, dance, love.
My mother,
tender mother,
let me tell you
extreme sweetness.
My body is yours
that you put together in a bouquet;
let stir it
on your lap.
You play at being a leaf
and me to be dew:
and in your crazy arms
keep me suspended.
My mother,
my whole world
let me tell you
the affections sumos.
Mother of the soul, mother dear
they are your natals; I want to sing
because my soul full of love,
although very young, he never forgets
that life had to give me.
The years go by, the hours fly by
that I feel like going by your side,
for your rapturous caresses
and the looks so seductive
that make my chest beat strong.
I ask God constantly
for my mother immortal life;
because it is very pleasant, on the forehead
feel the touch of a burning kiss
that from another mouth is never the same.
I love you so much my mother that for my affection
there will never be measure.
When you smile at me
and when you kiss me,
all, all soul
bliss is filled.
I adore my dear mother,
I adore my father too;
no one wants me in life
how do they know how to love me.
If I sleep; they watch my dream;
if I cry, they are both sad;
if I laugh, his face is smiling:
my laugh is for them the sun.
They teach me both with immense
tenderness to be human and happy.
my father stops my fight and thinks,
my mother always prays for me.
I adore my dear mother.
I adore my father too;
no one wants me in life
how do they know how to love me.
The sun may cloud forever;
the sea can dry up in an instant;
the axis of the earth may be broken
like a weak crystal.
Everything will happen! May death
cover me with his funereal crepe;
but it can never fade in me
the flame of your love.
Mother take me to bed.
Mother take me to bed,
that I am not standing.
Come son, God bless you
and don't let yourself fall.
Don't leave my side,
sing me sing that.
My mother used to sing it to me;
As a young girl I forgot,
when I pressed you to my breasts
I remembered with you.
What does the singing say, my mother,
what does he say?
Don't say, my son, pray,
pray words of honey;
say dream words
they say nothing without him.
Mommy, Mommy
if you were a tree,
your little boy in your branches
I would like to be a bird.
If you were river
that the sea is singing,
your little son in your waters
I would like to be a boat.
Mommy, mommy
if you were a river
or were you a tree
you would cradle me
the same in your arms.
My mother,
what a joy
to think that I have you.
Although absent,
my soul feels
your presence next to me
My mother,
what a joy
to think that you are with me;
think that your voice I hear,
to think that you love me very much
and that you will always love me.
When the eyes to life opened,
at the beginning of my earthly career,
the beautiful light that I saw for the first time
it was the light of your eyes, oh my!
And today that, following my steep path,
thick shadows I find everywhere,
the light of your pleasant gaze
light my path still.
Look at me, oh mother, in the last hour,
when in the shadows of my dark night
I advance with a hesitant step.
I want the sun that illuminated my dawn
be the same sun with its pure fire
vanish the mists of my sunset.
I dreamed that one day I found myself
deep in the sea:
on the coral that was there
and the pearls, it gleamed
a singular tomb. I approached cautious
to that place of pain
and I read: "Lies at rest
that unhappy love
but immense, holy love "
The hand in the shady grave
I had and lost my mind.
When I woke up I had
the trembling and cold hand
placed on the heart.
Have little fingers,
Have little toes,
Two little ears and
One little nose
Two little eyes, that
Shine so bright and
One little mouth
To kiss
Mother goog night
Ten little fingers,
Ten little toes,
Two little ears and
A little nose
Two little eyes, that
They shine so bright and
A little mouth
For kissing
Good night mom
For a special mom on this special day,
Your daughter has some words that she wants to say
Please know that I appreciate all the things that you do
Love you so much, Mom, happy Mother's Day to you!
For a mother on this special day,
Your daughter has some words she wants to say
Please know that I appreciate all the things you do
I love you so much, Mom, Happy Mother's Day!
Since the day I was small
Till the day I became tall
Since I began understanding things
Till the day I got my own wings
Your love has never fallen short
You have been my only support
I want to hold you tight and hug you
I just want to say thank you.
Since the day I was so little
Until the day that I got high
Since I started to understand things
Until the day I had my own things
Your love has never fallen short
You have been my only support
I want to hold you close and hug you
I just want to say thanks
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