I've said it elsewhere and I'll say it again, Mothers are the glue that hold families together. Washing, cooking, cleaning, offering a shoulder to cry on and wise words of advice, if we don't always love our mother, we most certainly should. So I'm expecting lots to tender, loving and appreciative poems about mums. I'm also hoping for the odd funny poem about those occasional mothers get into scrapes, do silly things, embarrass you in public or otherwise fail to live up to expectations.
A touching and thoughtful poem by Ariel, whose email said "I wrote this poem because my mother was sick and I wanted to write it to cheer her up and I also wanted her to try to whisper".
After recovering from sickness,
My mother lost her voice.
I asked her to try to whisper,
But did not force her for it was her choice.
But she listened and tried to whisper,
And she was as soft as a mouse.
I asked her to try to write down
what she wanted to say in the house.
A second poem by Faatimah which, as with the poem about her father mixes cooking and technology to paint a warm and loving picture of a parent. Thank goodness for Faatimah's sake that her mother doesn't drink lots of tea!
I love mum.
She’s nice and kind,
She’s great when it’s time to dine.
Her macaroons are so gooey, and yummy,
She’s the best mummy,
She’s such a honey!
She’s not runny,
But she’s bright and sunny.
She’s so fair, she has pretty hair.
Sometimes she asks me,
“Please, make me a cup of tea”
She loves tea, in one day she has about three.
She doesn’t have a spindle,
But she loves a good old read on her kindle!
Hudhayfah told us in her email that 'I did this poem about mum, because she's a great cook and she's kind, (she's not fat either!)' As if we'd assume that that being a good cook and obesity go hand in hand.
She is nice,
She is not skinnier then mice, she’s so kind.
She is the best cook, but she does not have,
A recipe book,
Neither a truck. But she has a...
Pan to cook a steak of lamb for Nan,
Because Nan love's a steak of lamb!
Celine wrote 'The inspiration for this poem came from my fabulous Mum. She is ssoooo patient, bears with us even when we are completely out of it (you know what I mean). Just to give you an idea she has six kids and home schools the first five every single day. This poem could only thank her a little bit compared to what we owe her.' It's a lovely poem, Celine, and I'm sure your hard working Mum must be very proud of you.
My mum has gentle loving-care,
That never shows wear and tear
She stands upright in a fight,
And fairly gives justice when it’s right.
Mum helps with sums,
Patiently listens to hums,
And during life everyday …
She’s always there to point the way.
When she is glad,
We are never sad!
In the morning she joyfully shouts
“You should be up and about,
The sun is brightly smiling at you
And look your school books are nearly due!”
When you fall over or lose your hat
Mum is always behind you in no seconds flat!
So the point I am making should already been seen
Mum is a brick, an angel, always keen.
And this poem is to say…..
I LOVE you always!
We've divided up the poems submitted to the Happy Families competition according to which family member or relative the poem is about: