Poet: Fred Clare Baldwin
A mother's love - its meaning who can measure,
Or who such depths of hallowed mystery sound?
Outside the heart of God so rich a treasure
Has never yet been found!
A mother's face - all radiant and resplendent
Where memory guards the shrine with watchful care!
What master hand e'er wrought with touch transcendent
A thing so wondrous fair?
A mother's kiss - oh, how its impress lingers
Through all the change that o'er one's soul may creep!
It thrills me now as these poor trembling fingers
The chords of memory sweep!
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Motherhood, a journey so profound,
Where love and sacrifice know no bound.
It's whispered words of guidance and care,
Molding hearts, teaching souls to dare.
Motherhood means strength and grace,
A smile that lights up every place.
It's a love that's fierce, yet so tender,
A connection that nothing can hinder.
So, let us celebrate this sacred role,
Of mothers who nurture, heal, and make us whole.
For motherhood's meaning is crystal clear,
A love that lasts, year after year.
Poems about Mothers:
Mom Poems
Poems About Mothers Love
Love For Mom Poems
Poet: C. A. Lynch
A mother's love is pure and true,
Her commitment to her child, unwavering and new.
From the moment of birth and until the end,
She's a protector, a confidante, and a friend.
She gives her all, in every way,
And teaches by example each and every day.
Motherhood is sacrifice, strength, and endless care,
It's a bond unbroken -Â beyond compare.
Poet: Unknown
The partnership with God is Motherhood,
What strength, what purity, what self-control,
What love, what wisdom shall belong to her
Who helps God fashion an immortal soul.
Poet: Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Lord, give the mothers of the world
More love to do their part;
That love which reaches not alone
The children made by birth their own.
But every childish heart.
Wake in their souls true motherhood,
Which aims at universal good.
Poet: Wallace Rice
Oh, children, more than angels ye;
Of blossoms more than bud;
And, perfecting perfection, see!
With you goes Motherhood.
Poems for Mom:
Mother's Day Poems
Christian Poems For Mothers Day
Birthday Poems For Mom
Mothers Day Poems For Grandma
Poet: Mary Frances Butts
All hopes and loves unworthy
Fade out at this sweet hour,
All pure and noble longings
Renew their holy power;
For Christ, who in the Virgin
Our motherhood has blest.
Is near to every woman
With a baby on her breast.
Poet: Unknown
A little tired elbow leans upon your knee,-
Your tired knee that has so much to bear;
A child's dear eyes are looking lovingly
From underneath a thatch of tangled hair.
Perhaps you do not heed the velvet touch
Of warm, moist fingers holding you so tight;
You do not prize the blessing overmuch, -
You almost are too tired to pray to-night.
But it is blessedness! A year ago
I did not see it as I do to-day -
We are all so dull and thankless, and too slow
To catch the sunshine as it slips away.
And now it seems surpassing strange to me
That while I wore the badge of motherhood,
I did not kiss more oft and tenderly
The little child that brought me only good.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
The wonders of motherhood are vast,
Bringing love that'll forever last.
A joyous journey with ups and downs,
But oh, the rewards they will astound!
From first steps to sweet lullabies,
Watching a child grow makes your heart rise.
Motherhood, a gift beyond measure,
Filled with love, laughter, and pure treasure.
Quotes About Mom
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Motherhood is a noble task
Of love and sacrifice so vast
A path of patient nurturing
And endless grace everlasting
A joy that brings both tears and laughter
With bountiful blessings forever after
Motherhood is an honor to bear
Incomparable love beyond compare.
Poet: L. M. Montgomery
Home is her kingdom, love is her dower;
She seeks no other wand of power
To make home sweet, bring heaven near,
To win a smile and wipe a tear
And do her duty day by day
In her own quiet place and way.
Around her childish hearts are twined,
As with some reverend saint enshrined,
And following hers the childish feet
Are led to ideals true and sweet
And find all purity and good
In her divinest motherhood.
She keeps her faith unshadowed still;
God rules the world in good and ill;
Men in her creed are brave and true
And women pure as pearls of dew,
And life for her is high and grand
By work and glad endeavor spanned.
