... flowers" Now she smells the flowers that she placed upon the ground, But now she smells them all alone and does not hear a sound. She whispers softly to her Mother hoping that she hears, And says I love you mommy as she wipes away more tears. I love you for the years you gave to love and nurture me, I love you for the sacrifice you gave unselfishly. I love you and I realize how much you loved me too, I ... , As she read" a beloved Mother" etched across the stone. Ten months had passed since it was placed upon this piece of sod, And also words etched on the stone said" she is now with God" This Mother's Day will come and go and she won't celebrate, So many things she would have said but now it is too late. She should have told her Mother many things before she died, But she had been too busy and she had ...

... hit me quite so hard; I guess sometimes, grown-ups forget How really big they are! So Teddy, I wish you were real, And you weren't just a bear; Then you could help me find a way To tell Mommies everywhere. To please try hard to understand. How sad it makes us feel; 'Cause the outside pain soon goes away, But the inside never heals! And if we could make them listen, Maybe then they'd understand; So other ... Sharing Pain With Teddy Bear Teddy, I've been bad again, My Mommy told me so; I'm not quite sure what I did wrong, But I thought that you might know. When I woke up this morning, I knew that she was mad; 'Cause she was crying awful hard, And yelling at my dad. I tried my best to be real good, And do just what she said; I cleaned my room all by myself, I even made ...

... , watch TV and rest." Fantastic !" the mom cheered." My dream has come true !"" I'll shop, I'll read, I'll sleep a night through !" From the room above, the youngest did fret." Mommy ?! Come quickly, I'm scared and I'm wet" The clone replied," I'm coming, sweetheart"" Hey ," the mom smiled," She sure knows her part" The clone changed the child and hummed her a tune, ... chuckled," So, I've made you a clone"" A clone ?" she muttered," What good is that ?"" Run along, Santa, I've no time for chit chat" Then out walked the clone-The mother's twin, Same hair, same eyes, same double chin." She'll cook, she'll dust, she'll mop every mess. You'll relax, take it easy, watch TV and rest." Fantastic !" the mom cheered." My ...

... Daddy's Day Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day But still her mother worried, for her to face ... And if he could he'd be here, but heaven's just too far But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away" And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her ...

... A Lie This was a story my mother told me when I asked her if she ever lied to me, other than Santa, the Easter Bunny, tooth fairy etc. She said she would never lie to me about anythng no matter what and this is why. “ Mommy what is that ?” Linsey asked her Mommy as she was changing her baby brother. She was only three so her Mommy brushed it off and said anything just to pacify her. “ Oh that ’ s something they forgot to cut off in the hospital when Shawn was born ” Then totally forgot all about it for she was busy, tired and exhaustively forlorn. A week later while her mommy was hanging up clothes in the back. Lindsey remembered what her mommy told her and had a scissors in her lap. Her mother heard an ungodly scream that sent chills up and down her spine. She dropped the clothespins immediately and in the direction of her baby she ...

... One of Momma ’ s Hugs Sometimes I need a hug, not just any hug, but a hug from my Mother. The memories come flooding back and then the tears. Oh. How I remember my Momma ’ s hugs. Every time I do my heart feels small tugs. The warmth inside made everything okay. Having no fear, no pain, they all went away. No words were needed for her to say. ‘ Cause her gentle arms quietly relayed. Everything I needed to heal and know. That I would be alright for she loved me so. OH, how I need her hugs now and then. When I need comfort and I need a friend. There are so many things I miss of my Mom. But the hugs most of all to remove all the qualms. At those times when I feel I need her hug NOW! I realize its something my Heavenly Father will not allow. That ’ ...

... fell But lightly on my ear, And for the gentle warnings I felt an inward sneer. But Mother would not yield her boy To Satan's sinful sway, And though I spurned her counsel She knew a better way. She made my room an altar, A place of secret prayer, And there she took her burden And left it in His care. And morning, noon and evening By that humble bedside low, She sought the aid of Him who Understands a mother's woe. And I went my way unheeding, Careless of the life I led, Until one day I noticed Prints of elbows on my bed. Then I saw that she had been there Praying for her wayward boy, Who for love of worldly pleasure Would her peace of mind destroy. Long the conflict raged within me, Sin against my Mother's prayers, Sin must yield-for Mother never While she daily met Him there. And her constant love and patience Were like ...

... shine. And then they took the offering plate. And put in it their last dime. They took a broom and swept the floor. And picked up broken glass. They got it all so nice and neat. And then they mowed the grass. They lifted up the old church sign. And stood it by a tree. Right down by that old dirt road. Where everyone could see. They ran back home, to find Daddy gone. But their Momma was inside. Just to find her hurt again. Where Daddy had made her cry." Don't cry Momma, wipe those tears ," Little Bill and Tommy smiled." Cause we have a big surprise for you. Just down the road a mile" Hand in hand they tugged at her. Until they made her run." What is it Bill, Oh Tommy, Just what have you two kids done ?" And then they came upon the house. Once hidden ...

... Daughter You Will See When you were just a baby, and I looked into your eyes, I loved you more, my little one, than you could realize. To hold my precious little girl, and see your little face, I had been blessed beyond compare, with God's own loving grace. He gave you to me, and I love you more than you could know, A love that is so special, and all mothers know it's so. A mother's love is endless, and will last an eternity, But children do not understand, how much love that can be. A special love that mother's have, and only they can show, And only when you are a mother, can you truly know. To love so much a little one, that is a part of you, A part of you to love and cherish, mothers know it's true. You watch them grow, and hope they have prospered in your ...

... take them home. I've searched the area high and low, but I can't find their dad. He must have fled the scene, I guess, and that is very bad" The mother hugged the twins and said, while wiping at a tear," He could not flee the scene, you see, for he's been dead a year" The cop just looked confused and asked," Now, how can that be true ?" The boys said," Mommy, Daddy came and left a kiss for you. He told us not to worry and that you would be all right, and then he put us in this car with the pretty, flashing light. We wanted him to stay with us, because we miss him so, but Mommy, he just hugged us tight and said he had to go. He said someday we'd understand and told us not to fuss, and he said to tell you, Mommy, he's ...

... Today I Shall Not Weep Today is Mother's death-date and it's quite alright with me, In years past I have wept and mourned, but now I've been set free; For last year something happened, and it strangely gave me peace, The grieving that had bound my heart gave way to sweet release. For it was just last year this month that Daddy passed away, His heart belonged to her and God, and on that final day His guardian angel took his hand, and said," I think you know, Your loved ones all are waiting, sir, it's time for us to go." A mighty celebration, sir, to be held on this date, And you're the guest of honor, sir, it's best we not be late! For God Himself has planned it thus, and therefore it shall be, Ere earth was formed this date was writ by Heavenly decree !" So Daddy took the angel's hand and ...

... A Mother's Special Love Our Heavenly Father could have sent His Son with angels bright; God could have sent Him fully grown To save man from his plight. But He who is all wisdom Chose to place in hands of love The future of the universe, The glory of above. He knew there was no other love On earth which could compare To the unique devotion Of a mother's special care. So deep His trust in this rare love, His faith in it so sure; He gave a mother His own Son, Entrusting Him to her. In doing so, God lifted up This role above all others, And proved that there's a soft spot In His heart of hearts for mothers! -Connie-[ by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... waiting for the school bus at your side, So when the bus would get in sight, she quickly stepped aside. She goes on through the album like a trip down through the years, And as she goes from page to page her eyes start forming tears. All through his life she stood by him in everything he tried, Until he could do it alone and then she stepped aside. But even though she stepped aside she was always near, With a mother's worried heart and with a mother's fear. Knowing that a day would come when life would have a plan, For her little boy who now has grown to be a man. She closes up the album and looks at the fireplace, She sees his picture on the mantle with his smiling face. Called to active duty and he's serving now with pride, And once again with worried heart, she had to step aside. [by James A. Kisner 2002 (PoppyK1 ...

... Mark Of Family In most all of our families There is a" Mark" of birth. We look something like our parents, While we're here on earth. You have your dad's brown eyes. Also your mom's blue eyes. We all have things inherited. But sometimes it doesn't seem fair! My brother has Dad's brain. My sister has Mom's eyes. I wish I had inherited other, Than just Aunt Lucy's thighs! I do have one family mark. From my heavenly Father above. He said they can tell His children, Because our hearts overflow with love! He said that He would make for us. A place in Heaven fair. And He will have it ready, By the time we enter there! While we are here on earth, We have a mark of our Father, it's true! We strive to keep His written laws. Like-you love me and I love you. The Bible says that ...

... flown so fast. For it seems like only yesterday I helped him with his shirt, Or pat my baby on the back, Or kissed away a hurt. Tell a story, read a book, wipe a nose, or tie a shoe. They never ask me to rub their backs the way they used to do. Once it was a bother, just a troublesome kind of chore. but now I would give anything to do it just once more. Mommy, bounce me on your knee, Daddy, flip me in the air. Throw a rubber ball to me and help me comb my hair. Mommy, tickle my tummy. Daddy hold me high. Lets go outside, for a while, or make a kite to fly. I count it as a privilege I count it cause for praise To kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday. For I know too soon they're up and gone And walking out the ...

... She had nothing more to give She simply had no will to live Johnny couldn ’ t be found anywhere So she climbed the steps upstairs From his closet she heard him speak And his words made her knees go weak I ’ m in the closet on my knees Because that ’ s where Your Word says to be I ’ m just a child that is true But God I really need to talk to you Satan is being a bully And he ’ s picking on Mommy and me I can ’ t beat him by myself God I really need your help He ’ s got to do what you say So make him leave and stay away God please help Mommy have faith again In Jesus ’ name I pray-Amen His actions tugged at her heart For Johnny was scared of the dark He faced his fears just for her Somewhere her emotions began to stir She kept hearing his simple words Over and over she his prayer she heard I ’ m in the ...

... dog-bed, she settled once more as Daddy closed firmly the bedroom door. Awakened at seven, we rose to her clatter wondering what on earth now was the matter. It seemed that she only desired to play and barking was merely her start for the day. Imagine the words that were said by poor Dad when he found she had pooed in her bed!-bad! bad! bad! So do not forget before you go to sleep, If you want Mommy her puppy to keep, You'd better be praying for her night and day, lest Daddy give Sugar and Mommy away!~Connie Faust~[ by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2007 (beracah @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... My Mother You carried me for many months Just beneath your heart; In preparation for the life Your new born child would start. Your mother's heart watched over me, As I grew these many years, And during my trials and troubles You bathed my path with tears. You helped me to adulthood grow With values I hold dear; And taught me how to face my doubts, And overcome my fears. Our life has been so closely knit And to each other tied, By the bond of a mother's wonderful love That would not be denied. Now you have gone to be with Jesus, The Christ whom we both love. My heart already misses you As you worship up above. But I thank my God for giving us The love that we both share; And for the comfort that you know While praising Him up there. I thank you for the time we spent Together you and I And one day I will come to ...

... ’ ve got to know the gist. So Santa opened up the letter and put his glasses on. And read the letter to a lucky father from his loving son. Dear Daddy, I love you daddy more and more each day. And I remember you every night when I kneel to pray. I wanted you to know Daddy, I ’ m being very good. I don ’ t do things I ’ m not supposed to even if I could. Mommy cries a lot Daddy, I think she misses you. She tries not letting me see her tears, but I ’ ve seen quite a few. If I was really big Daddy, I ’ d come and bring you home. Or I ’ d stay and fight for you so Mommy wouldn ’ t be alone. We ’ re going on a new adventure and we ’ ll be living in our car. So we ’ ll be closer to schools and church ...

... share this special day I'm so filled up with pride. For years I watched you growing up and always on the go, And as we share this day there's something you should know. You've always been a head strong child, determined and secure, Your attitude about your life was always strong and sure. You reached for life and wanted it to be all it could be, And I just want to tell you what your life has meant to me. A mother's love is special and one day you'll understand, When you have your children and you hold their little hand. At first it may seem scary because you're responsible, For a little life that you have brought into this world. But as they share your life with you then slowly you will see, And then you'll finally understand how much you mean to me. Then when you are a mother and see through a mother's eyes, Then you'll know the love I feel and ...

... was your father's job before he died"" But, mom, it's been almost three years and you've not even tried"" You haven't had a Christmas tree since daddy passed away, And I think that it's time you put your tree up for display"" Maybe this year I will do it ," then she smiled at me," But I don't think today I feel like messing with a tree" Three weeks until Christmas as I sat there at my mother's, Sipping tea and talking of my children and my brothers. She preferred to live alone after my dad's death, Because she said she never would become somebody's pest. So as we chatted and enjoyed each other's company, I told her," mom, the kids ask every year about your tree"" They ask why grandma doesn't like to put it up and trim, So I just told them next time ask her; you explain to them" She just smiled ...

... I'll See You In Heaven Thank you Mommy and Daddy, For the little time we had together, But now I'm on my way to Heaven, And without you it will seem forever. As I strolled through Heaven's Gates, I was greeted by a Heavenly Host. They said," Follow us, oh little one, And we will show you who loves you most" Then they said," Look through Heaven's portals" I gazed through the portal, looking down, There stood you, Mommy and Daddy, With a bright light all around. Now I know you are not alone, I saw Jesus by your side, He will help you with all your sorrow, And with you He always will abide. I asked our Lord here in Heaven, As He sat me on His knee, Please, when it's time for you to come, Your souls will again, be with me. I know it's hard for you ...

... A Birthday Gift for Mother It's my late Mother's birthday and it's true I miss her so, And it is on this very day my Gabriel chose to go. A regal, gorgeous all-white cat, Gabriel was my heart's pride, His presence will be sorely missed and mourned, now that he's died. Gabe's wide eyes, so intelligent, he knew when I was down. He'd lick my hand and pat my face and play the circus clown. My Gabe was so affectionate, his spirit full of love, His heart as big as all outdoors and gentle as a dove. Now Mother's smile will greet him and she'll hold him all day long, She'll cuddle him as angels dance and sing the birthday song. And he'll make Heaven sweeter as they celebrate her birth, Gabe's tender soul will bless her day, a special gift from earth. So Jesus, hold them close to You and let my Gabriel be A birthday gift for ...

... Praise The Lord For Christian Mothers Praise the Lord for Christian Mothers! God has trusted to their care little children, precious children, for His kingdom to prepare. Sometimes sweet and sometimes frightening is this awesome task they bear, but, praise God, He is beside them, and He hears each mother's prayer. Gracious Father, Lord of Heaven, Thank You for each precious life! Each a challenge, each a privilege; Help me show them love, not strife. Help me stern be when it's needed; Tell me when to speak so mild. Make me worthy, dearest Father, to be mother of a child. Gift of God, bestowed upon her-Mighty challenge from her Lord. They are His, but graciously He bids her train them through His Word. Bring them up to love and serve Him, tell them of His home above. Gently lead them to the Savior-Love them with His boundless love ...

... A Mother's Garden A tired young mother knelt down by her bed at the end of a stress-filled day." Dear God, I need help and direction from You, to bring up my children Your way" She took her dusty Bible down from the shelf and wearily started to read, but she drifted to sleep and started to dream of a garden, ready for seed. She heard a sweet voice speaking loud and clear:" My grace is sufficient for you. Just listen to the words I am speaking; whatever I say to you-do. The heart of each child is a garden, and it needs to be tended with care. I will give you all that you require if you water your own heart with prayer. Warm nurture and firm admonition are both needed to balance the soil. Come often to Me for instruction and strength as in their hearts ' garden you toil" The next day, she started preparing ...

... Remember To Smile A smile can light a candle, In a lonely heart, It's like a sunny morning, That warms a new day's fresh start. Like a new mother's smile that cradles Her baby with pure love, Or a father's smile when he gives his young son, A new baseball glove. When we think about the world's sad woes, The hungry and the poor. We often do what is expected, But a smile will open the door. There's problems with acceptance Of so many strangers on our shore, But a warm smile can often lighten, Someone's day as never before. Sometimes a smile is like a rainbow, Shining through a misty cloud, That cheers an aggravated soul, In the midst of an unseeing crowd. Remember to smile today, Every where you go. It may not solve all the problems, But it will soften life's not so gentle blows. A smile is good medicine, It can turn ...

... Precious Condition She softly touched her belly as she felt a little kick, So far she had been lucky never really feeling sick. Her mother warned her it will come, some days you will feel ill, But sickness never came to her and there's no sickness still. With only weeks to go before she starts a brand new life, She'll add the name of mommy to the one she now calls wife. To be a wife and mother is the greatest gift on earth, And she is going to play the part for all that it is worth. It's all she ever wanted to feel happy and complete, And now it all will happen and her husband's been so sweet. He caters to her every mood and satisfies each whim, And she just smiles while thinking just how much she does love him. She thought about the first day when she told him of the child, He was so excited acting like he had gone ...

... , That cherish her beauty, That see mother and child In love, not in duty. And she ’ s not alone, In this sacrificial art. You know someone like her, Thank her for her part. Moms do what they do, 'Cause God gave them skill. And they keep on doing, Even when they are ill. Dad ’ s can be helpful, But it ’ s just not the same. When children need someone, A" Mommy" by name. [by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2003 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-from Glenn A. Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Rose for Mother Another Mother's Day is here, Bringing joy and pleasure new. On this special day, Mother dear, I want to remember you. I cannot give you costly gifts, And I've told you this before, No matter what I give you, You give back much, much more. I'm giving you a pure, sweet rose, Gathered in the early morn, This rose you planted in my heart, The day that I was born. In kindly, loving thoughts of you, And with the faith you still impart, The rose I give to you today Is the love that's in my heart. [Cleo M. Shoffstall-from 'Love Quotes '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Something's Missing! I took a bowl, a bit of flour, I only had a half-an-hour. I had Mom's old sifter and Pop's old cup and a big old spoon to mix them up. Some baking soda to make them rise; my muffins could win a baking prize! Bran muffins for my Honey's lunch. I didn't skimp-I made a bunch! He left for work that autumn day. I tasted one. To my dismay, something was wrong with my special treat! One bite revealed-they were not sweet! The batter was not too thick or thin; I just didn't put the sugar in! My good intentions are not enough if I don't add the proper stuff! I spread on jelly; it helped them not; inside they were a bitter lot. That night, my hubby had a pout. He said he spit his muffin out! The moral of this muffin tale is: follow the recipe ...

... The Puzzle Piece I woke up one morning Feeling empty inside. I knew I hadn't been Letting God be my guide. I walked to the kitchen To fix my morning tea. There on the floor, playing, Sat my daughter, Emily. She said, Mommy, I can't find The last piece to this heart. I looked down at the puzzle, And a search I did start. As I returned the piece, To the place where it belonged, I realized the gap in my heart And that I was too headstrong. I knelt down in my bedroom And sent God a silent prayer. I felt His presence with me And blessed assurance in the air. My life was complete-There no more was a gap. My heart s puzzle was finished, I had God for life's map.~Alyssa Marie Bentham~[ by: Alyssa Marie Bentham, Copyright 2007 (bgbentham @yahoo.com)-from: Alyssa Bentham ...

... he'd seen The bridesmaids both stood wide-eyed as awaiting sacred cue While the flowergirl danced from foot to foot in shoes that were so new The best man stood too poor to buy a coat for the occasion But posed there patiently to hear the preacher's recitation The one lone groomsman took his place trousers hiked up to his calf Yet no one really seemed to mind or even thought to laugh The ring boy ran from left to right unsure of where to settle Then darted to his mother's side to show the shiny metal Someone met the singer one hour from the wedding's start But the way that he was singing seemed to touch the coldest heart No eye was dry in earth or sky as the preacher boldly said Can anybody tell me why these two should not be wed A quietened hush fell through that place in defiance of an answer All stood still to hear God's will except the little dancer So be it. cried the preacher. So be it. cried the ...

... a brand new day. No matter if I still rebel or her advice I spurn, She says experience is not the only way to learn. When I am up and all is great she shares my happiness, But when my world comes crashing down she also shares in this. She always has a word to say about what I should do, But right or wrong she never says the dreaded, 'I told you ' I understand the force behind her love on Mother's Day, Advice that she has given me has helped me find my way. I try with all my heart to love unselfish like my mother, But on this day she needs to know how much I really love her. [by James A. Kisner 2001 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Who's In Charge Who made this earth, the sun, the stars, the moon? Who made the hills and valleys and flowers bloom? Who made a man and then his mate? Who made it all-the small, the great? God did. Who cares for each and everyone? Who prays for every mother's son? Who wants the best for each of us? Who even knows how much we trust? God does. Who will answer when we pray? Who will care when we go astray? Who will help in time of need? Who will be your friend, indeed? God will. Who sent Jesus down to earth? Who gave us our second birth? Who said we must trust His Son? Who rejoiced for each new one? God did. Who's in charge of all he made? Who's all knowing, who leads the parade? Who gave to us his Holy Word? Who's in charge, ...

... raved About the expensive wallpaper and how she had saved. Lamenting all the work it would take to repair. She condemned his actions and total lack of care. The more she scolded, the madder she got, Then stomped from his room, totally distraught! She headed for the den to confirm her fears. When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears. The message she read pierced her soul with a dart. It said:" I love Mommy ," surrounded by a heart. Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it, With an empty picture frame hung to surround it. A reminder to her, and indeed to all, Take time to read the handwriting on the wall. Matthew 21: 16 (GNB)" So they asked Jesus, 'Do you hear what they are saying? ' 'Indeed I do, ' answered Jesus. 'Haven't you ever read this scripture? ' 'You have trained children ...

... pulled up. Not a soul around but the old bar keep, Down at the end an ' looking half asleep. An he walked up, an ' said:" What'll it be ?" I said:" The good stuff" He didn't reach around for the whiskey; He didn't pour me a beer. His blue eyes kinda went misty, He said:" You can't find that here. "'Cos it's the first long kiss on a second date." Momma's all worried when you get home late." And droppin ' the ring in the spaghetti plate, "'Cos your hands are shakin ' so much." An ' it's the way that she looks with the rice in her hair." Eatin ' burtn suppers the whole first year" An ' askin ' for seconds to keep her from tearin ' up." Yeah, man, that's the good stuff" He grabbed a carton of milk an ' her poured a glass ...

... and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light" Matthew 11: 28-30 NIV Bible The above poem can be sung to the tune of" Softly and Tenderly Jesus Is Calling" It was written to honor Nancy, a widow, who cared for her grown daughter Karen with a mother's love and devotion. Karen had the mentality of about a 3-year-old. There are some mothers like Nancy whose close walk with God is the only explanation for their joy in motherhood. May God richly bless every" Nancy" in this world. [by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2007 (beracah @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... She'll Ask Someday She'll ask someday in her sweet voice Her blue eyes beseeching me," Oh Mommy where'd you learn to touch And love so tenderly? And how'd you know to keep me warm And cuddle me so close, Who taught you how to patty-cake And where to tickle toes? My tiny owies, bruised little knees, So lovingly you've nursed, How did you know those times I cried, Which tear to kiss off first? Who told you nursing would be best While holding me all night? Who serenaded you to sleep Who praised you-wrong or right? How did you manage on your own When even you weren't sure? Performing as Mom and Daddy both How did your strength endure? Who taught you how to hold my eyes And look into my soul? Exuding love without a word, Oh Mom-You've made me whole !" I'll answer" My child how precious you are, Indeed we are blessed, how true, See, ...

... those I hold most dear, Yet not as much as I love You. No one could replace You, You're my dearest, closest friend, And our love will only strengthen For our love will never end. You were with me at my birth And You'll be with me at my death, You've become my dreams and thoughts now, You've become my very breath. No one else can fathom Just how deep Your feelings go, You have loved me in my mother's womb And farther back, I know. You have filled my cup with blessings Till I've more than had my fill, You have loved me from Eternity. Always have~and always will. -Connie" For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of ...

... coming holiday, Excited that once more our family would be together for another Thanksgiving day. I soon found myself on the baking goods isle, And there stood two boys to whom I gave a big smile! As I stood there filling my grocery cart, I heard the boys talking and what I heard broke my heart. The youngest said" Mama, can we have these "?" For our thanksgiving day, these cookies, oh please ?" I looked into the Mother's face, It was full of sadness, and of tears I saw a trace. As she looked down into her son's big eyes, She said," Son there will be no cookies, cakes or pies" Her boys, as one, said" Mother why? We've tried to be good" and tears filled their eyes. I turned away to finish filling my cart, but their voices I still heard and it broke my heart. The Mother said" Boys ...

... Living Treasures I have sunlight on my shoulders with bright blue skies ahead, And bluebirds sang a song for me while I was still in bed. There's a hint of spice and cinnamon brought by the morning breeze, And there's a touch of red and gold appearing in the trees. Days are growing shorter now and nights can bring a chill. The squirrels are hiding acorns in the woods beside the mill. Mom's making apple cider and filling mason jars. September nights have been so clear you can see a million stars! It's harvest time upon the earth, a time for giving thanks, For these, the living treasures, we never find in banks. God showers us with blessings sometimes great, sometimes small. And for these, the living treasures, we praise Him for them all! [by Clay Harrison-from Lady Millie, via Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... A Wabbit Weeqwest Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye! Be it hereby known and understood! Cawwots are for Wabbits, people~Not for humans! That's not good! Cwuel cwowds are munching cawwots in a snack or woast beef stew, Cwisp, fwesh cawwots served with gween peas, weelly folks, that's bad for you! Cawwot sticks are pwanned in diets, cwazies cwunch them for pwain fun, Mommies pwace them in bwown lunch bags, joggers chew them on the wun! Cawwots make your nose more wosey, twuely, don't you wee-alize~You'll gwow buckteeth, turn all fwuffy, you'll gwow beady widdle eye! Cawwots gwow your whiskers bwighter, make your ears fwop in the bweeze~Cawwots are for BUNNY WABBITS !!! WESCUE CAWWOTS! PWEEEZE! PWEEEZE !! PWEEEZE !!!~Connie~The rabbit has a charming face, its private life is a disgrace, I really dare not name to you, the awful things that rabbits ...

... a tempting craft, And gazing down the oven's shaft, I start to wonder if I can, cook a dinner in a pan. The cooking magic I will work! No more will I be a takeout jerk! I'll prove to the world what I can be! I'll make a meal just for you and me. Into the kitchen with brave strides, I walk like a wolf with focused eyes. And thinking back to high school days, I recollect my mother's cooking ways. Spaghetti? Oh, that sounds good! I grab the package where I stood. Meatballs I shall add to the deal. They'll make an even better meal. My mother always said to add the veggies, but they make me mad. To top it off I'll put oil in the pan, I've heard olive oil will make it grand. I say a prayer, turn the knob, And a blue flame begins to throb. It's magic, that's ...

... Cracker Soup What a wonderful blessing I have received and it all was because of Cracker Soup... Oh how I loved cracker soup when I was sick and small. It warmed my little tummy and I loved it best of all. So as I grew that ’ s all I wanted when I was sick in bed. And that ’ s what my Mommy gave me; it ’ s what I was fed. No wonder I continued the tradition when my kids were small. It too became their favorite when unwell & when growing tall. They loved to watch me make it and stood right by the stove. Until it was completely finished cooking and into it they dove. Now my grandchildren also love it, even when they are well. They all know how to make it, but they would never tell. For it has been a family secret for more years than I can count. Making it for dear sick friends ...

... Daddy's Son With a giggle and grin you greet me at the door, Your smile so sweet I could never ask for more. Not a care in the world does your little mind know, Just looking for the light of a fathers soul. Come on lets play, maybe throw me a ball, Catch some fish in the pond, or race cars in the hall. With a tear in my eye, I had to look away, Your mother's hand on my shoulder lay, She's whispering" daddy we'll be ok you must hurry now or you'll be late, You only have two hours to be at the gate" You look at me and say" daddy you don't have to go, Just tell them this is my Birthday and I said no" You're a big boy now, five you turned today, you have to understand that I can not stay. You say ok and walk down the hall, Come back with ...

... to be from God above. The only real glimpse of Heaven is her unconditional love. For this is how our Father is in Heaven. Don't you see? It doesn't matter what a worm I am, He still shows great love for me. I find Him always there, whether resting or at play. I know His first concern, is my welfare everyday. His unconditional love, whether I am good or bad, reminds me of the love, from Mother's touch I had. [Written and contributed by: Joanne Warrick, Copyright © 2001] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... you are lovely when at us you smile. Some of you mothers are grandmothers too, So your days for teaching children are certainly not through. Grandchildren love grandmothers and need them you see, To love them and teach them and their friend to be. Thank God you're a mother and enjoy today, And know that we mean all the good things we say. We love you and need you every day of the year, And we're glad to express it when Mother's Day is here. We tell God we're thankful for each one of you, But so often we're neglectful and forget to tell you. So as children or grandchildren or as husbands too, We say and we mean," MOTHERS, WE LOVE YOU" [Author Unknown-from Christine, via 'Inspired Buffalo ' (InspiredBuffalo @lighthouse.net)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... eyes to see My precious beloved family. I am so blessed to hold dear Those whose faces I see through the year. There is my husband, who tries so hard, To be my provider, protector and bard. In his wisdom God chose a man for me Whose whole life revolves around his family. I know the most important person in his life Above anyone else, is his wife. In his wisdom God gave to me Two children that love their mommy. Everyday I'm blessed to have them near Makes more memories to hold dear. In his wisdom God planted me in A family permanently committed to Him. To give me roots upon which to grow So that from infancy love I would always know. A mother and father, who hovered over my breath, So that my baby eyes would not close in death. Two loving hearts that watched me mature And a few growing pains of adolescence endure. Three sibling trees that grew ...

... A Child's Love A child's love is like a whisper, given in little ways we do not hear. But if you listen closely it will be very clear. They often do not say it loud, but in how they come to you. Daddy, will you play with me? Mommy, tie my shoe? The many ways they tell you, changes as they grow. Dad, I made the team today! Mom, I've Got to go! Pop, I need some money, You see there's. this girl at school. Mama, I met a boy today and Wow, he's so cool! Dad, I've got something to tell you. I think she is the one! Mom, he asked me to marry him. Would you love him as your son? Dad, I've got some news for you. It's going to be a boy! Mom, I'm kind of scared of this, yet I'm filled ...

... A Child of Love Today they're speaking about how he has grown Since that very first day when they brought him home And they're speaking of little things he says and does Forever changing their lives from the way that it was They watch as he plays with his fingers and toes Or how he turns cross-eyed from touching his nose He'll make funny faces and make silly sounds And of the love they have for him there is no bounds If mom's in the kitchen preparing the meals She'll know where to find him; he's right by her heels And somehow she'll just know all he's getting into It's something that most moms just know how to do Or he'll sit in his highchair looking a mess Always making them wonder why they got him dressed He'll make messes of sweet peas, of carrots, or pears 'Til they say let's buy clothes with the food that he wears His dad picks him up and wipes off his chin Kidding," Oh there you are ...

... wait for the kids to awaken. A few games of go fish, A spilled cup, broken dish Booboo kisses and a few snapshots taken. Lord, my day is so long Yet you keep me happy and strong And You give me such joy in my children. Sure there are days when I'd rather There was someone else who could gather And bath and feed and console But Lord those thoughts are soon fleeting When I hear the sweet greeting I love you, Mommy Thank You, Lord, for my role. [by: Robin Eaton-submitted by: Robin Eaton (motherof3writer @hotmail.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , The angel would not shine. But, Mom would not throw it away, She said it looked just fine. She loved that little angel, That she put upon our tree. She said it didn't need a light, For anyone to see. Then I grew up, and I moved out, To start my family. And, I'd go home at Christmas time, To help her trim her tree. My wife and children went with me, To mom's house every year. The house was filled with love and joy, As we shared Christmas cheer. The kids would always say to her, The angel is burned out. Then, she would smile and tell them, What the angel's all about. She told another reason, For it's specialty. Your daddy picked that angel out, When he was only three. My mother passed away this year, Early in the spring. And then I had the painful task, ...

... 'Twas The Fight Before Christmas 'Twas the fight before Christmas when all through the house Not a good deed was stirring, and Dad was a louse! Their mother was angry and loaded with care, 'Cause the gift list was longer than ever this year! The children were nagging for gifts worth a ton, And Dad was convinced," Christmas just isn't fun !" With Mom's loud complaining, and Dad mad at all, They loaded the car for the trip to the mall! They stopped first at Sears to buy Grandma a platter, At Wards Sis tried on jeans that confirmed she was fatter! They stopped at the ATM for some more cash, And saw their new neighbors with THEIR Christmas stash! Hearts sank as they saw what their neighbors could spend," We've got to buy more !" Everybody chimed in! When, what to their shopping red eyes should appear, But a sign with the answer to their Christmas fear." ...

... it seemed so fresh and pure, I know some things are better now, but some I'm not so sure. But on this day we set aside for women that we love, You also may have loved ones who have now gone up above. You think about the present and you think about the past, A mother, wife, or grandma who's love will forever last. They touched your life and heart and soul with love so pure and true. And Mother's Day our thoughts express to them," I still love you" [by James A. Kisner 2003 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Mother-Love" She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed" (Proverbs 31: 26-28) She mends small socks and mends each hurt, And smiles at faces caked with dirt, She answers questions all day through Like," Why did God make Heaven blue ?"" Mommy, come quick! I found a bug !" She oohs and ahs, and gives a hug, Then takes the time to stop and praise Some daring feat meant to amaze. She packs a lunchbox, shiny new, Inserts a note:" I'm glad you're you !" And then puts in some extra stuff In case some kid won't get enough. She watches o'er each little one From break of day till setting sun, And when the clock says time for bed, When ...

... for me. Working hard each and everyday, So that I could have a better way. Always ready to listen, my hopes and dreams we share, Finding new ways to show you care, Although there are times I have faltered, I am so proud to be called your daughter. When you hold my hand, and hug me tight, I know that everything will be alright. Given to me from the Father above, no other can compare to my MOTHER'S LOVE.~Patty Locklear~[ by: Patty F. Locklear, Copyright 2008, (gratiac @att.net)-submitted by: Patty Locklear] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... . Life with mothers is interesting, It's never dull or humbug! So, take the time to tell her, How she has helped you through, All those 'growing-up ' years, Whether happy or blue. Mothers are earth angels, Their love will never end. Treat her with respect and kindness; She is your closest friend. Give her the hug of the century, And a fragrant rose bouquet. There's no need for many words, Just," HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY !"~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @SkyWriting.Net [by: Eva ...

... Little Girls Who wears dresses, bows and curls? Who loves diamonds, jewels and pearls? Who loves a frilly dress that twirls? The answer must be little girls. Who loves her little baby-doll? Who loves stuffed bears and names them all? Who dreams of going to a ball? The answer I'm sure you'll recall. Who dresses up in mother's clothes? Who pretends to powder her nose? Who loves to smell a blooming rose? The answer, everybody knows. Who dreams of a valiant knight? Who enjoys a pillow fight? Who is charming and polite? The answer's plain as black-and-white. Who is pretty, kind and sweet? Who is dainty, nice, and neat? Who's as precious as a pearl? The answer must be little girls.~Alyssa Marie Bentham~[ by: Alyssa Marie Bentham Copyright 2009 (retrogal27 @yahoo.com)-submitted by: Alyssa Bentham] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... words to you. Then I would not forget my thoughts as I so often do. It's hard for me to realize that you are twenty-one. It seems like only yesterday your life had just begun. I remember your first steps and when you started walking. And" daddy" was your first word when you finally started talking. I remember coming home from work at five each day, Then you would jump into my arms and always you would say," Mommy" Daddy's home from work and now we all can eat. Dinner time with you and Mom would make my day complete. After dinner you would always show me something new. Something you had made for me or something you would do. Then you went to school and started growing up so fast, The little homemade arts and crafts became things from the past. Becoming independent as you reached your teenage years. Learning how to deal with life and overcome your fears. ...

... God's Word Why can't we all just get along? Or will we be singing this same sad song? Peace is so hard to be found, Greed and power is all around. These things will never win, for they all lead to sin. The Earth is dying with every year, Mother's crying" This isn't fair !" Homeless people sleeping on every street, Wealthy people, some are not worthy to meet. See, what we are going through now? Some know the truth but ask" How ?" Stand together one by one To every mother, father, daughter, and son Their voices will be heard people will stand to speak God's words Stroms will grow stronger by the year God should be our only fear! We are destroying what his has made, Start stepping out of the shade. Know this, there is light Truth will give back your sight Darkness will come to an end, Believe in god my dear friend ...

... potted leaves (not in the trees or under eaves) she built a cozy little home, in which to raise her chick alone. The pot was standing on a wall and to ensure it wouldn't fall I moved it to a safer place where enemies could not give chase-then in the pot plant in the shade one spotted little egg was laid. Onto the porch I daren't go to clean, to read, to knit or sew. For fear of frightening Momma dear I kept my distance; I steered clear and far away from chick and nest so that she could relax and rest. The long awaited day arrived and to make sure that it survived I prayed and asked our God up High to undertake 'till it could fly; that He supply its every need until itself the chick could feed. Yesterday it left the nest feathered in its Sunday best; its mom seemed very agitated but pretty soon her fears abated; the fledgling spread ...

... have some freakin flakes ” His Mom stood there horrified, “ what was that you said ?” I said, “ I want some freakin flakes and she bopped him on the head. Willy stood in the doorway, “ Now what do you want Willie ?” Willie had the shakes. “ Well, you can bet your sweet bippy, I don ’ t want any of those freakin flakes ” So naturally they would be bored for a whole lot longer, Because their Mother's determination was a whole lot stronger.~Bonnie May~All Rights Reserved Bonnie was born in Shamokin, Pennsylvania in 1945. Poetry has been her passion for 50 years and she has had many of her poems published. She wrote a children's story as a senior in high school, that was later published as:" The Tale of a Rabbit's Tail" Since then she has published:" Grandpa, When Animals Die, Do They Go to Heaven ," children's book and ...

... teacher, an umpire, a mender of knees. Sometimes, I forget that deep down inside, There's a lady with feelings, and last night, she cried. She gets tired and lonely, feels taken for granted She wants to see blooms from the seeds that she's planted. Then, amidst all the turmoil in this mind-bending pace, My little ones look at me square in the face. And just when I need it, they in unison say," Momma, I love you" and then. I'm OKAY! [Author Unknown-from 'Colorado Comments '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... of mine so gentle As a warm summer breeze that blows Its softest touch upon my back Steadies my pace as I go. Mother of mine so honest From your lips the truth departs Even in times when I care not to hear I listen with all of my heart. Mother of mine so loving With the love of God's own Son May God bless you and keep you always Til that day your reward shall be won. Dedicated to my mom and all moms on Mother's Day and every day of the year. [Maria P. Urso (mpu1 @att.net)-from '2THEHEART '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...