Mom Poems

Very sentimental poetry....
I recall my mom’s last eyes....
no tears....
Smiles as she passed by
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An innocent boy leaving the lap of mom
Opened his fearful eyes in the war-trodden world
And asked in a depressed voice, 'Where have I come? '
I told him the name of earth.
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My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board.
My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit.
Miss Brearly could ask me to spell words like stomach and special.
(Stumick and speshul?)
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She was four, he was one, it was raining, we had colds,
we had been in the apartment two weeks straight,
I grabbed her to keep her from shoving him over on his
face, again, and when I had her wrist
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I went to a party, Mom,
I remembered what you said.
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My mom says I'm her sugarplum.
My mom says I'm her lamb.
My mom says I'm completely perfect
Just the way I am.
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Thank you Mom
Thank you Mom

Where I come from
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At the time, I was a five-year old boy
A visit to my aunty, always a joy
My cousin was playing with cars at the back
He just had a new one, the body in black
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What is a mother?
Someone whose life
Gave birth
To a new soul
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Night-night moon
Night-night stars
Night-night noisy
trucks and cars.
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I wish you was here mom, they are few things,
like to tell you mom that you have missed out on,
Since you passed away mom things seem different
without you, ,
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When you miss Yourself you need your mom to be there.
When you feel sad, you need mom
When you get in trouble you like to that share to mom
When you're frustrated you need mom to counsel you.
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MOM! How many times a day is it uttered? How many times is it heard? So I thought I'd take a look at the evolution of that word.

As babies we learn quickly who comes to look us in the eye and give us everything we need…the moment that we cry.
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Working in a bookstore my eyes gaze out on a million words that captivate and endear…but nothing quite compares with one word I often hear.

Yes I hear the word Mom many times from the counter on which I'm leaning…and every time I hear it…it seem to have a different meaning…
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I am anything but average.
Mom, you think I'd understand the biology of my brain,
Because I take AP Bio,
I'm the smartest junior, they say,
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I love working in the bookstore where I am constantly surprised
as I get to watch slices of life play out before my eyes…

I heard them before I saw them…a mother and her daughter too.
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I have been a Mom,

I am a Mom,
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A MOTHER'S DIARY - NHẬT KÝ CỦA MẸ: NGUYỄN VĂN CHUNG. English lyrics translated and composed by NHIEN NGUYEN MD for the Vietnamese song music.

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So many days Mom was waiting
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I wonder when I discover
why everyone has a living angel
whom they call their mom!
But I don't have any
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It's a lackluster answer (1)to simple life question,
"Hi! How is it going Mom? You feel OK? "
She was lonely for sure, saw no chance of a rescue,
She fought for her kids, though art dreams went askew,
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