Frederick J.B. Moore II

Freshman - 505 Points (July 7,1998)

Little But Always Covered - Poem by Frederick J.B. Moore II

they’re the best part of our childhood

the part our minds grow to forget
but I don`t think my heart ever can

our mothers are strong proud women
that build us up long after we think they do

we are the joys of their lives
their most priced possessions

at some point we forget
a mother is God`s first gift of
pure un-measuable love in this world to us

she is the definition of selflessness
at her worst times
and a sign of hope any other

remember her
and take her for granted no longer

Topic(s) of this poem: baby, beauty, childhood , daughter, family, home, identity, life, love, mother

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Little But Always Covered by Frederick J.B. Moore II

  • Aileen Figueroa (11/18/2015 8:52:00 PM)


    at some point we forget
    a mother is God`s first gift of
    pure un-measuable love in this world to us

    The description and manner in which you have arrange this thought has
    enlighten me to the fact of how powerful is our God love, that he insure
    us unconditional love from the moment we take our first breath.

    May God bless all the mothers of the world.
    Thank you for sharing
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 8, 2015


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