Mother o' Mine
Poet: Rudyard KiplingIf I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine
I know whose love would follow me still,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
If I were drowned in the deepest sea,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine
I know whose tears would come down to me,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
If I were damned of body and soul,
I know whose prayers would make me whole,
Mother o' mine, 0 mother o' mine!
Poems About Mothers
Mother
by Ozora DavisA myriad stars in the midnight sky
All mirror their light in the sleeping sea,
But only one Mother in days gone by
Has loved, uplifted and shielded me.
There's only one Mother the wide world o'er
Who knows my heart in its great and small,
Who lovingly watches and wins me more,
As autumn nears and the sere leaves fall.
And a mighty chorus, unnumbered, great,
May sing at last 'round the great white throne
For me, the boy whom she called her own.
Mother
Poet: Howard TurnerMother's Day comes once a year,
A day to think of one so dear,
A day to show how much you owe
To Mother.
A mother so gentle, a mother so kind,
A helping hand to aid at all times.
One friend can always replace another,
But no one in the world can replace
My Mother.
Funny Mother's Day Poems
My Mother
Poet: Willard ChoateA better mother I could not find,
She's the brightest spot in my mind.
She risked her all in life for me,
A worthy son I'll try to be.
My mother's worth I cannot tell,
No matter how deep in the mire I fell,
She always believed in the best in me,
Her calm, sweet faith would set me free.
Dearest Friend
Poet: Edward CooleyDearest friend that Mother O' Mine,
So loving and true, so noble and kind,
The finest pal a guy could boast
I'll love you always - you love me most.
Son Poems
Mother's Day Is Coming
Poet: Fred HillMother's Day is coming soon,
With flowers all in bloom,
And birds, and trees, and pretty bees
All have a pretty tune.
And when the buds begin to come,
My Mother dear, I'll save you some,
Because the day is very clear
And I am glad to have you here.
My Mother Dear
Poet: Samuel LoverThere was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did tell;
And gentle words and fond embrace were given with joy to me
When I was in that happy place, upon my Mother's knee.
When fairy tales were ended, "Good-night," she softly said.
And kissed and laid me down to sleep within my tiny bed;
And holy words she taught me there — me-thinks I yet can see
Her angel eyes, as close I knelt beside my Mother's knee.
In sickness of my childhood, the perils of my prime,
The sorrows of my riper years, the cares of every time;
When doubt and danger weighed me down, then pleading all for me,
It was a fervent prayer to Heaven that bent my Mother's knee.
Now That I'm a Father Too
Now I know what love must feel,The kind that’s deep, the kind that’s real.
Each late-night cry, each tear you dried—
You gave your best, you never lied.
Now as a dad, I see it true,
The strength and grace I learned from you.
Miles Apart, Close at Heart
Though distance stretches far and wide,Your voice still echoes deep inside.
No ocean keeps your care from me,
It shines in every memory.
This Mother's Day, I hope you see—
You’re close, no matter where I be.
I Wasn’t Always Easy
There were days I made you cry,With stubborn heart and careless try.
Yet through it all, your love held fast—
A steady light that always lasts.
Now I look back and clearly see,
How much your patience meant to me.
Heaven Holds My Mother’s Love
You may not hear my words today,But in my heart, they find their way.
Each Mother's Day, I feel you near—
In whispered thoughts, you're always here.
Your love lives on, it lifts me high—
A gift that time can’t say goodbye.
From a Soldier’s Heart
Across the seas, through duty’s call,Your strength still holds me when I fall.
You gave me roots, then helped me fly,
With love so fierce it touched the sky.
Though I wear boots and stand so tall,
I'm still your son—your boy through all.
