Saturday 2 November 2024

Poems on Motherhood



1. Morning Light

In dawn’s soft glow, she wakes with care,

A cup of coffee, a whispered prayer.

Though weary bones and dreams on pause,

Her heart beats strong for the ones she loves.



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2. Sleepless Nights

The clock ticks slowly, shadows creep,

She cradles dreams that never sleep.

Each gentle sigh, a lullaby,

In the quiet dark, love’s lullabies fly.



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3. Little Hands

Tiny fingers wrap around her own,

In their warmth, she’s never alone.

Though fatigue weighs heavy, she finds delight,

In every giggle, every goodnight.



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4. The Weight of Love

Heavy is the heart, yet light as air,

In every burden, a mother's care.

The tired eyes hold stories vast,

Of love that’s built, of shadows cast.



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5. Endless Love

From scraped knees to whispered fears,

She gathers the laughter, she wipes the tears.

In every moment, both bright and bleak,

She finds her strength when her body feels weak.



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6. The Dance of Chaos

In the whirlwind of toys and scattered clothes,

A symphony of life in chaos flows.

With every mess, a memory is spun,

A tapestry woven from laughter and fun.



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7. Reflections

In the mirror’s gaze, she sees the lines,

Each wrinkle a tale, each scar divine.

For beauty’s not measured by youth’s fleeting reign,

But by the love woven through joy and pain.



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8. The Unseen

In the silence of night, when all seems still,

She battles her doubts, she bends her will.

Yet in the unseen, her strength grows bright,

A warrior of love, a beacon of light.



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9. The Heart’s Garden

In her heart, a garden blooms,

With flowers of laughter and sweet perfumes.

Though weeds of worry may sometimes creep,

She tends to the joy, the love she’ll keep.



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10. A Mother’s Hands

Calloused and soft, worn through the years,

Her hands tell stories, her touch calms fears.

Each scar a reminder of battles won,

A testament to love, a race well run.



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11. The Art of Patience

In the chaos of life, she learns to wait,

To breathe through the storms, to navigate fate.

With patience as her compass, she finds her way,

In the midst of the noise, she finds peace each day.



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12. Moments of Grace

In fleeting moments, she finds her peace,

A stolen glance, a hug that won’t cease.

Though tired and worn, her spirit takes flight,

In the beauty of love, everything feels right.



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13. The Legacy

She builds a legacy with each gentle word,

A foundation of love, like wings of a bird.

Though time may age her, it cannot erase,

The beauty she nurtures, the warmth of her grace.



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14. Evening Rituals

As stars awaken in the velvet sky,

She hums soft tunes, her lullabies fly.

With every bedtime, a journey anew,

In the arms of love, dreams are born true.



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15. The Weight of Days

Heavy are the hours, yet light is the heart,

In the mosaic of motherhood, she plays her part.

Though tiredness cloaks her like a shroud,

In love’s embrace, she stands proud.



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16. A Mother’s Wisdom

With wisdom gathered from years of care,

She shares her heart, her hopes laid bare.

In every lesson, a truth revealed,

In love’s embrace, her fate is sealed.



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17. Dancing Shadows

In the evening glow, shadows dance,

Each step a memory, each twirl a chance.

Though fatigue whispers, she joins the song,

In the rhythm of love, she feels she belongs.



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18. The Essence of Home

Home is not walls, but the love within,

In laughter and chaos, new stories begin.

Though the days are long and the nights are deep,

In the heart of her home, joy’s secrets keep.



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19. The Ties That Bind

Invisible threads weave through the night,

Connecting her heart to their dreams in flight.

Though tired and worn, she holds them near,

In the tapestry of love, she conquers fear.



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20. A Mother’s Heartbeat

In every heartbeat, a promise rings,

To nurture, to cherish, to give all things.

Though weary the path, her spirit stays bright,

In the arms of motherhood, she finds her light.



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21. Cries of Joy

Through cries and laughter, she walks the line,

In the orchestra of life, each note is divine.

Though tired and frail, she carries the tune,

A melody woven beneath the moon.



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22. Seasons of Love

Through seasons of change, she learns to adapt,

With every new challenge, her heart’s gently wrapped.

In spring’s tender blooms and winter’s cold breath,

She finds life’s beauty in love’s dance with death.



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23. The Circle of Life

In the circle of life, she plays her part,

With every embrace, she gives from the heart.

Though moments may slip like sand through her hands,

The love that she sows forever stands.



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24. Sweet Sacrifice

In quiet sacrifice, her spirit soars,

Through sleepless nights and open doors.

Though weary her body, her heart finds a way,

To shine in the dark, to guide through the gray.



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25. The Journey

Each step she takes, a journey unfolds,

In the tapestry woven with threads of gold.

Though the path may twist and turn like a stream,

In motherhood’s arms, she lives every dream.



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26. The Healing Touch

A gentle touch can heal the day,

With every caress, worries fade away.

Though tired and worn, her hands bring peace,

In the warmth of her love, all troubles cease.



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27. The Call of the Wild

In the heart of nature, they play and run,

Amidst the wildflowers, under the sun.

Though fatigue pulls, she joins in the fun,

In the laughter of children, her heart’s never done.



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28. The Sound of Laughter

In echoes of laughter, her spirit finds flight,

With every giggle, the world feels right.

Though weariness lingers like shadows at dusk,

In joy’s sweet embrace, she finds strength, she trusts.



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29. The Tapestry of Time

Woven through moments, both mundane and grand,

A tapestry rich, stitched by her hand.

Though tired, she gathers the threads of each day,

In the fabric of love, her heart finds a way.



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30. The Gift of Tomorrow

With every sunrise, a new day awaits,

She treasures the moments, she celebrates fates.

Though tired, she smiles, for love is the key,

In the journey of motherhood, she’s wild and free.



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