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Poem written for a mother


My Mother’s Hands

My mother’s hands tilled the earth
And tended the beasts in the place of her birth

My mother’s hands tickled the ivories
Making many a party that much more lively

My mother’s hands were magic, I’m sure
Placed on my fevered brow they provided a cure

My mother’s hands once typed up a paper for me
When I’d procrastinated and the hour got wee

My mother’s hands spent hours clasped in prayer
Her faith was beautiful and always there

My mother’s hands prepared meals that were nutritious
A few “science experiments” but most were delicious

My mother’s hands turned a house into a home
And gave us all a few things when it was our time to roam

When I’m missing those hands and all their charms
I think I’ll  just look down to the end of my arms

Because my hands have grown to look quite similar
But I can only hope they’ll measure up to her

Poem written for a daughter

Mothers and Daughters

As long as there have been mothers and daughters
There has been the history
That these same mothers and daughters
Would somehow disagree

Whether it’s because they are so different
Or because they are the same
It really doesn’t matter
Wherein lies the blame

What is important
Is that you know
My love for you
Continues to grow

As you’ve become a wife
And now become a mother
I feel that you and I
Have grown closer to one another

You’re my flesh and blood, my baby girl
My confidant and friend
I’m thankful all our “storms”
Calmed down in the end

As October 29th approaches
I can hardly wait to see
What an incredible mother
You’ll turn out to be!

But what really gets me going
What really makes me glow
Is that I’ll be Emerson’s grandma
And I already love him so!

Poem written for a mother in law


What makes a woman become a mother?

What makes a woman become a mother?
Is it just the act of giving birth?
Or is it giving to another
Acceptance, love and self-worth?

I ask this question because you seem
Just like a mother to me
I’m blessed to have you in my life
Loving unconditionally

My first thought was “Look at this beauty”
On the day when we first met
“Wow!  She looks so Puerto Rican!”
Was how your first thought went

So, I married your son, it didn’t last forever
Some things just aren’t meant to be
But I ended up becoming your daughter
And that makes me so happy!

Paige, with an infinite child’s wisdom
Doesn’t care if there’s blood between you
She knows how a grandma’s love should feel
When she looks in your eyes of blue

Your annual gingerbread man bake-date
The gifts you give with so much zeal
Most importantly the love-filled hugs
These things spell a grandma who’s real

I guess it’s true that into everyone’s life
There must fall a little rain
I’d give anything to keep your gentle heart
From witnessing anymore pain!

I may not be able to pull that off
But there is one thing I can guarantee
That I will be here for you anytime
As long as you’ll have me!