Mother's Day Poems
#MothersDay
Celebrate Mother's Day, the special day dedicated to mothers. Mother's Day poetry about childhood memories and a mother's love. Here you'll find poems thanking our mothers for all they have done for us, along with poems for moms who are no longer with us.
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Another Dutch/English one:
Er is veel eer gerelateerd geweld
Tegen Syrische vrouwen en meisjes
Mogelijk ook nog femicide
Toch nog sex toerisme reisjes?
Thailand spant de kroon - klinkt morbide
Hoe je als man munt uit hun kruis kunt slaan
Het uithuwelijken is bonafide
Gegadigden komen te voet en gaan
Pijlsnel als ze horen hoeveel geld…..
Beschaving komt al gauw in het nauw
Wie neemt het op voor de Syrische vrouw
W9jan2024
There is a lot of honor-related violence ...
Er is veel eer gerelateerd geweld
Tegen Syrische vrouwen en meisjes
Mogelijk ook nog femicide
Toch nog sex toerisme reisjes?
Thailand spant de kroon - klinkt morbide
Hoe je als man munt uit hun kruis kunt slaan
Het uithuwelijken is bonafide
Gegadigden komen te voet en gaan
Pijlsnel als ze horen hoeveel geld…..
Beschaving komt al gauw in het nauw
Wie neemt het op voor de Syrische vrouw
W9jan2024
There is a lot of honor-related violence ...
#MothersDay
#HumanRights
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Latino.
Submissive
To girls.
Teenage girl
Mutant.
From the same ting
Of tint.
Later I
Asked
My wife
Was the
☕🍼☕🍼
Good.
She geeked
Green.
And the
bitternut
In theaters🍿.
To girls.
Teenage girl
Mutant.
From the same ting
Of tint.
Later I
Asked
My wife
Was the
☕🍼☕🍼
Good.
She geeked
Green.
And the
bitternut
In theaters🍿.
#Easter
#Halloween
#Christmas
#MothersDay
#NewYear
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Story of faith Hill. Australia.
🇦🇺🐨🦘.
Australia.
Australia.
#courage
#mother
#motivational
#countryside
#MothersDay
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The Fortunate Morsel
Mother's Day 2016...Noon: A True Story.
Upon a May morning at breakfast
My lady dined on some scramblege of eggs.
Lovingly blent, so no longer fowl...
She then, with ease, enjoyed the repast.
Then from still drowsy lips fell unchewed dregs,
That stained her blouse and made her scowl.
"Why scowl?" quoth I. "Thy breast was but gently pressed".
Then she said she feared her raiment was wrecked
And tis true that's no way to start the day.
Then I, of the crises, wisely addressed...
"Blame not the morsel upon...
Upon a May morning at breakfast
My lady dined on some scramblege of eggs.
Lovingly blent, so no longer fowl...
She then, with ease, enjoyed the repast.
Then from still drowsy lips fell unchewed dregs,
That stained her blouse and made her scowl.
"Why scowl?" quoth I. "Thy breast was but gently pressed".
Then she said she feared her raiment was wrecked
And tis true that's no way to start the day.
Then I, of the crises, wisely addressed...
"Blame not the morsel upon...
#wife
#MothersDay
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soon another war
Soon another year
The festivities are not over yet our animals have yet to be scared as they are when bombs fall in Gaza like the dead white horse in the road because a primitive Israeli
soldier kills anything that moves, obeying orders
I was once a recruit, learned to present arms with heavy German rifles, left over from a real war, and they didn't give us bullets to fire.
A trained young soldier is dangerous he has been given an order (perhaps unsaid but implicated ) to shoot first and ask questions later.
One takes it, for this soldier's background hatred...
The festivities are not over yet our animals have yet to be scared as they are when bombs fall in Gaza like the dead white horse in the road because a primitive Israeli
soldier kills anything that moves, obeying orders
I was once a recruit, learned to present arms with heavy German rifles, left over from a real war, and they didn't give us bullets to fire.
A trained young soldier is dangerous he has been given an order (perhaps unsaid but implicated ) to shoot first and ask questions later.
One takes it, for this soldier's background hatred...
#Christmas
#MothersDay
#apocalypse
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Europs cold heart
Europe's cold heart
Evening storm, brown leaves, torn torn lose from
the mother tree blows heather and dither, if lucky, lands huddled in a backyard corner
I think of Macron, yes him, the president of France
is extolling globalization, I gather his idea, is a place
where French society, is a norm followed by lesser nation
No, thank you, the world too manifolded for that
Champs Elycee is not the navel of the natural event
if anything it, is a construct made by old power and money
I'm a...
Evening storm, brown leaves, torn torn lose from
the mother tree blows heather and dither, if lucky, lands huddled in a backyard corner
I think of Macron, yes him, the president of France
is extolling globalization, I gather his idea, is a place
where French society, is a norm followed by lesser nation
No, thank you, the world too manifolded for that
Champs Elycee is not the navel of the natural event
if anything it, is a construct made by old power and money
I'm a...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay
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Europe
Today's Europa
Flooding in Spain, the rain that didn't fall on the plain
spilt over in towns and cities mainly because fallen rain
had nowhere to go as so much ground was covered in asphalt and concrete.
The Western world's constant interfering in Middle Eastern countries has led to a flood of people from these
countries are knocking on Europa's door.
Some refugees are more welcome than others, say the
Ukrainians 15 million of them, one understands that many, or most of them, are men fleeing military service
or avoiding a war where they are...
Flooding in Spain, the rain that didn't fall on the plain
spilt over in towns and cities mainly because fallen rain
had nowhere to go as so much ground was covered in asphalt and concrete.
The Western world's constant interfering in Middle Eastern countries has led to a flood of people from these
countries are knocking on Europa's door.
Some refugees are more welcome than others, say the
Ukrainians 15 million of them, one understands that many, or most of them, are men fleeing military service
or avoiding a war where they are...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
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The Robins.
Dear Mr Pigeon.
Sparrow's eggs
Are outside.
Because
Mr and Miss
Sparrow
Are
Enjoying
Springfield
With Mrs Pigeon.
Sparrow's eggs
Are outside.
Because
Mr and Miss
Sparrow
Are
Enjoying
Springfield
With Mrs Pigeon.
#ValentinesDay
#holiday
#MothersDay #FathersDay
#MothersDay #FathersDay
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Mother .
Mother-Tuktuk rudra
Rahul- my krishna
Then romit and rulee.
Kingshuk and Sumona Guha
Hironmoy Barman and Rakhi Rudra
Susmita Raha and sumit Raha.
Two eggs
Oindrilla Mitra and bhramari biswas.
Swati by Ajay.
Mother - Kumkum guha.
Sourav guha and Sudeshna Rudra .
Sami brata Ghosh and Mona.
Mother Rakhi Rudra. ...
Rahul- my krishna
Then romit and rulee.
Kingshuk and Sumona Guha
Hironmoy Barman and Rakhi Rudra
Susmita Raha and sumit Raha.
Two eggs
Oindrilla Mitra and bhramari biswas.
Swati by Ajay.
Mother - Kumkum guha.
Sourav guha and Sudeshna Rudra .
Sami brata Ghosh and Mona.
Mother Rakhi Rudra. ...
#MothersDay
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The traut.
He uses
Fings in his farm
To catch
The fish
With out water
The man with water balloons.
Fings in his farm
To catch
The fish
With out water
The man with water balloons.
#Easter
#holiday
#MothersDay
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The rat.
She creeps
Like a sipder with two turtle legs and a ginger.
Rights of a windows.
Right of a mother.
Like a sipder with two turtle legs and a ginger.
Rights of a windows.
Right of a mother.
#marriage
#birthday
#MothersDay #funeral
#MothersDay #funeral
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The water across.
She has been barred
By the books of cane
And hunch with a little
In mid day front of srwap
And the oak in my window
Calls for a handful thinner
Than drench of green green.
By the books of cane
And hunch with a little
In mid day front of srwap
And the oak in my window
Calls for a handful thinner
Than drench of green green.
#Halloween
#Christmas
#holiday
#MothersDay
#FathersDay
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DU Poetry : Mother's Day Poems