Tag Archives: Poem about mums

15th March 2015

Here’s to the mothers…

Sculpture by Sam Jinks

Of babies and tots
Of children and teens,
Of twenty-somethings
Refusing to leave

Of adult children
With kids of their own,
Now muttering to grandchildren,
Wow haven’t you grown!”

To mothers of angels,
Too sweet for this world,
And mothers of dreams,
That will never unfold.

To mothers waiting,
Stroking their bumps,
And laughing with partners
As it dances and jumps.

To mothers of newborns, 713c46aa301b9778bea2cd8ed41556e3
During a feed,
Blinking with tiredness
As they log on to read

To mothers of toddlers,
Taking a break,
Coffee unfinished,
When little one wakes.

To mothers exhausted
From picking up toys,
Over the noise.

To mothers that work,
Whatever they do,
Who rush home for cuddles,
That smell of baby shampoo.

To mothers of teens,
Biting their tongue,
When “Don’t be home late!
is met with “LET ME BE YOUNG!” 

To mothers of students,50e11d89170254fab384468bde72e774
Just flown the nest,
Who are missing the noise,
But enjoying the rest.

Today is our day
And a chance for a break,
But tomorrow we’ll be back,
To our shift when they wake.

And we’ll take those cold coffees,
We’ll accept all the noise,
We’ll rush home from work,
And we’ll pick up the toys.

We’ll blink through tiredness,
We’ll keep biting our tongue,
And we’ll remember forever,
A time they were young.