8 Inspiring Mother’s Day Poems to Honor You Mom

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Mother’s Day poems are perfect for showing your mom how much she means to you.

Mother's Day Poems

We are only six days away from one of the most important days in our family life as the holiday is celebrated on the second Sunday of May every year. This year, celebrations will take place on Sunday, May 8.

Some of the most heartfelt verses ever written have been dedicated to the authors’ mothers in appreciation of the life and love that our mums have offered us.

Browse through the next few slides and give your mom some love this year with one of the eight Mother’s Day poems we have compiled.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day Poems

The Sweetest Mother

Our mother is the sweetest and
most delicate of all.
She knows more of paradise
than angels can recall.
She’s not only beautiful
but passionately young,
Playful as a kid, yet wise
as one who has lived long.

Her love is like the rush of life,
A bubbling, laughing spring
That runs through all like liquid light
And makes the mountains sing.

-Pamela

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day poems

Love Everlasting
My Mother is charming,
Her food is Enchanting,
But her love is everlasting.

If my mother wasn’t living,
I would go to her like her sibling,
Ask her for her love,
In the Seven Heavens high above.

My mother’s balmy,
Not because she is my mummy,
but because of her love,
The everlasting feathers of a dove.

A love Everlasting,
Is by a mother who is a darling,
Whoever has a mother like me,
Has a wish-to-be!

-Mary

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day Quotes

What I Learned From My Mother

I learned from my mother how to love
the living, to have plenty of vases on hand
in case you have to rush to the hospital
with peonies cut from the lawn, black ants
still stuck to the buds. I learned to save jars
large enough to hold fruit salad for a whole
grieving household, to cube home-canned pears
and peaches, to slice through maroon grape skins
and flick out the sexual seeds with a knife point.
I learned to attend viewings even if I didn’t know
the deceased, to press the moist hands
of the living, to look in their eyes and offer
sympathy, as though I understood loss even then.
I learned that whatever we say means nothing,
what anyone will remember is that we came.
I learned to believe I had the power to ease
awful pains materially like an angel.
Like a doctor, I learned to create
from another’s suffering my own usefulness, and once
you know how to do this, you can never refuse.
To every house you enter, you must offer
healing: a chocolate cake you baked yourself,
the blessing of your voice, your chaste touch.
-Julia Kasdorf

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day Poems

A Dandelion for My Mother

How I loved those spiky suns,
rooted stubborn as childhood
in the grass, tough as the farmer’s
big-headed children—the mats
of yellow hair, the bowl-cut fringe.
How sturdy they were and how
slowly they turned themselves
into galaxies, domes of ghost stars
barely visible by day, pale
cerebrums clinging to life
on tough green stems.   Like you.
Like you, in the end.   If you were here,
I’d pluck this trembling globe to show
how beautiful a thing can be
a breath will tear away.
-Jean Nordhaus

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day Poems
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My Mother Kept A Garden
My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart,
She planted all the good things
that gave my life it’s start.
She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem…
And when the winds and rain came,
she protected me enough-
But not too much because she knew
I’d need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong-
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.
I am my Mother’s garden.
I am her legacy-
And I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me.

-Author Unknown

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day Poems
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A Mother Serves Her Sugar

A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant

When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.

-Author Unknown

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day Poems

Before I Was Myself, You Made Me, Me

Before I was myself you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,

Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me

With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,

Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,

And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.

For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
And so it was through love you made me, me
By slowly stepping back to set me free.

-Author Unknown

Mother’s Day Poems

Mother's Day Poems

For All That You Have Given Me

For all that you have given me,
I can return but love. For you
Bound up the wounds I did not see
And gave me hopes and passions new.

I can return but love for you,
Whose unmoved faith my heart did move,
And gave me hopes and passions new,
And loved me till I turned to love.

Whose unmoved faith did my heart move?
The mother of my heart, not blood,
Who loved me till I turned to love.
And I became the soul I would.

The mother of my heart, not blood,
Bound up the wounds I did not see.
And I became the soul I would
For all that you have given me.

-Author Unknown

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