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Mothers Are Magnificient

Updated on May 16, 2017

We Can Learn So Much From Them

All we have to do is listen

They have years of experience

Too often we are preoccupied with our own lives

Each time they made sure we came first

It is easy for us to forget

The years will pass

Memories will turn on easily and as often as a light switch

Their love will always comfort us

Mothers do what they do

Because they really want us to be happy

They are far more than meets the eye

Each mother comes with many surprises

Don't let their size fool you

They know what you are thinking

Long before you do

You will be outsmarted every time

They are modest and don't seek fame

Even though they are well deserving of every trophy

They let you strut like a peacock

Even when you're wrong

At anytime they know they have the power

They can cut your feathers

So you will never fly

They have been multitasking their whole lives

They are far stronger than their physical bodies

My mother was only 4 feet 11 inches

I knew better

So I made sure not to cross her

A few times I made the big mistake

It wasn't long before I knew my future looked gloomy

With a few words they know how to cut you down to size

So it wasn't long before I would apologize

Then my mother would smile with the biggest grin

Not another word said

She knew

She had won

For me it was a battle of strength

She reminded me often

I am the only one who brought you into this world

I can take you out

When it came to trouble

I got in my fair share

She helped me out of my toughest jams

Growing up every boy's hero was Superman

We never mentioned our moms

I think secretly moms have a secret supply of kryptonite

That even Superman wouldn't dare

I know my mom would always be there

In spirit she still talks to me

What were you thinking?

I raised you to know better

If you don't do what's right

You will pay for it later

Go help that woman

You know she can use your help

You don't wait to be asked

Follow your heart

It will lead you in the right direction

Are you questioning me ?

I didn't think so

To all children everywhere

Mother's Day comes once a year

You don't have to wait for this day to appreciate

What mothers do all year though

You are their greatest gift

Why not tell them how you feel

Show them in public

Let other people take notice

A little reminder goes a long way

Maybe children will come to their senses

Giving their mothers

What they always wanted

Their children's greatest love




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      Dora Isaac Weithers 7 days ago from The Caribbean

      So many common factors in the lives of mothers. You mentioned many in this true-to-life poem. Good!

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      manatita44 7 days ago from london

      Very happy and grateful that you did this one about mother's, Bro. I do one most years and in-between. One can never say enough. God bless them all. God bless your wife with a Happy Mother's Day. Oh, do you have children?

      Thanks for the write on another Hub. I enjoy the read but did not want to stray too much from the original title. Loving thoughts.

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      Shannon 7 days ago from Texas

      Yesterday was my son's birthday, but he was more concerned about making sure he got me something. They brought me a basket full of junk food I don't need and that they want to eat. LOL. Gotta love the thought, though!

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      Marlene Bertrand 7 days ago from Northern California, USA

      Beautiful! I am actually spending time with my mother right now. Your poem speaks the loving truth about mothers.

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      DREAM ON 6 days ago

      Ms Dora I have a lot more to add but I didn't want it to sound overwhelming. Mothers are also funny when I was young my mother put curlers in her hair at night so she would have curls. I remember her pink and silver bobby pins and her gray curlers. Manatita 44 My mothers hair started turning grey and she would color her hair with Loving Care Golden Ash Blonde with no peroxide because that was bad for you. Marlene B I was playing pretend guns in our yard and my mother couldn't see me laying on the ground. She tripped over me and broke her toe. Boy was she mad. There were so many other times that come to memory. She loved all kinds of cheese and didn't like cherries. Thank you all for reading and sharing. Mothers, moms , ma's all hold a special place in my heart.

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      Tamara Yancosky Moore 30 hours ago

      Dream-On, just so you know, I did answer your message where you commented on my poem about my Rhyming Addiction...(lol). I answered you via replying to the comment. I didn't know if this was what you meant in where to message you, so I thought I'd let you be aware of it.

      Thank you for sharing the wonderful poem above. My children are new adults, now, and I love them so much, and though I am so incredibly proud of each of them, I miss them! I miss my babies! I still see their baby-faces everywhere I am. Yet, now they are adults. I still want to nurture and protect them, but they are adults, now, and like their independence. The time went quickly, and poof! my babies were no longer babies! How did this happen so fast? One day I am reading them Chronicles of Narnia, while they cuddle next to me, and giving them hugs for their boo-boos, and now they are big boys...Men! I ask myself, "Where was I, that this time went by so fast??" It is as if one night, I tucked them into bed, gave them kisses, said our prayers together, laughed about something one of them said, and then I went to sleep for the night, and then I woke up the next morning, and they were all grown up! They will always be my babies!

      Hugs,

      Tamara

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      DREAM ON 15 hours ago

      Tamara Moore I agree with this wonderful life we live. Time is the biggest magic trick I have ever experienced.Not having any children but I have seen my nieces and nephews change over years and watching them become young adults when in my mind I still think they can't be that age. I have tried many ways of recording the years I have loved and struggled with. I would enjoy exploring it even further. If you have the time maybe we could join some of our efforts by email and see if we could collaborate on a project. I think of so many ideas and it is easy to lose focus. I know I am so close to achieving but still out of reach.As a team both of us seeking the same goals we could go farther tthan ever before. My wife loves that I write but writing is not her thing. She says find people that think like you. I can spend hours running one line through my head for a week. I have a great desire to write more and do to work and life there is only a few hours left in the day. I forget where I leave off and then it is if I have to start from scratch all over again. I get frustrated and I try to turn that energy into a positive results. Coworkers I work with and friends I grew up with have no interest. They just don't know why someone would spend so much time writing.Just a thought. Most people are so busy they have no time to even write. I understand but I do the best I can. Thank you for your comments and sharing stories about your loving family. Have a great day.

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