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Inspiring Poems About Mothers

Lora has been a featured writer in poetry publications. She is currently working on a collection of poems as a tribute to mothers.

Maternal Admiration

Maternal Admiration

The Gifts You've Given to Me

You gave me love when I first drew breath...
You nourished my body and soul.
You gave me the gift to believe in myself,
helping me become the unique person I am.
You gave me an understanding of the value of life...
a desire to share my special talents with others
and to love others with the love you
so generously bestowed on me...
and I will leave this world a better place
for having made a difference.

-Lora Hollings

Mother and Child by Mary Cassatt

Mother and Child by Mary Cassatt

Favorite Mother's Day Quotes

“Mother is the one we count on for the things that matter most of all.”

-Katherine Butler Hathaway

“The strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.”

-Barbara Kingsolver

"Children and mothers never truly part - Bound in the beating of each other's heart."-Charlotte Gray

"The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness." -

-Honore' de Balzac

“When I stopped seeing my mother with the eyes of a child, I saw the woman who helped me give birth to myself.”

-Nancy Friday

"Mothers are instinctive philosophers." -Harriet Beecher Stowe

"God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers."

-Jewish proverb

"Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their hearts forever."

-Author Unknown

"If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden."  ~Claudia Ghandi

"If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden." ~Claudia Ghandi


Always Looking Up to You

I remember when I was a little girl,

I would try on your shoes,

but they wouldn't fit.

They were always too big

but I liked to walk around in them anyway.

Looking up to you...

always wanting to be just like you.

I would see the lipstick

and powder on your dresser.

And I would put them on,

thinking that this would make me like you.

Next came the pearl necklace

and those big pearl button earrings

that was the finishing touch–

so that I could play grown-up.

With my doll, I would

always pretend that she was me

so I could be you.

Tending to all her needs

and singing her a sweet lullaby

as the stars would twinkle in the sky–

holding her close...

just like you always did with me

before I fell asleep.

Then as I became older,

it became something more-

I marveled at all the things you knew.

You would read books to me

and could explain so much

about everything...

I wanted to be smart like you.

So I became an avid reader

learning about gravity,

the moon, the ocean

and the tides...

all about living things

from one-celled organisms

to dinosaurs who once ruled the earth.

And then I grew to

admire you even more

as you talked about things that

were yet beyond my reach

but made me think much more...

about the purpose of our lives.

I've finally grown-up,

and I still try to fit in your shoes...

to act on my beliefs

and show concern for others

who are oppressed,

or have no means to help themselves.

How bright your light always shined,

inspiring me to make the most of my life

and today, I still try to follow you...

always looking up to you.

-Lora Hollings


A Mother Aids A Traveler On A Journey

A mother is like an angel

gifted with extraordinary powers

coming to the aid

of a traveler on a sometimes

perilous path.

As she comes to the rescue

of a little one overwhelmed

by stormy waters...

she arrives on fleet foot

to lift him out of danger

and to give another breath of

life, of hope...

a feeling that all is well again.

Her light carries far over the distance

like a luminous star,

in darkness aiding

travelers worn and weary...

stricken with loneliness or despair,

mitigating hardship

as it nourishes the spirit

and strengthens the belief

that they can make it at last...

to their destiny.

-Lora Hollings

© 2019 Lora Hollings

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