My Mothers Dream: My Collection of Rhyming Story Poems

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At times the child may reject his mother and wish he had a different one. Remember your soul made the choice for a reason. This woman can help you live your purpose. I will always be there for you. You will never be alone. I will be that candle in the window, So you can always find your way back home. When I read this poem, there was no doubt how much love you hold inside for a child. There was also no doubt in my mind that this poem will be loved by all mothers everywhere. This is a very Sleep now, my angel, and rest your eyes. Mommy must say her last goodbyes. Please don't be sad, and please don't cry.

Mommy will give you the wings to fly. My loving mother, always there with your arms open, no matter what.

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A face that always smiled. Two eyes that would light up the sky at night, until that one battle you could not fight. Fields of love, rain drops of joy.

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You hear friends saying, you're mommy's little boy. I hope your mom pulls through and has many years left to share the things that moms and children do together.

I went through something similar, but unfortunately my mom didn't have the A mother is special; she's more than a friend. Whenever you need her, she'll give you a hand.

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She'll lead you and guide you in all that you do, Try all that she can just to see you get through. This is a wonderful poem. I very nearly teared up. I couldn't have written it any better. Well done. To my Mummy, From the moment we met, And you held me so tight,. Read Complete Poem. Men marched asleep.

Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood-shod.

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All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind. Quick, boys! Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light, As under I green sea, I saw him drowning. If in some smothering dreams you too could pace Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin; If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, -- My friend, you would not tell with such high zest To children ardent for some desperate glory, The old lie: Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.

You are blind like us.

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Your hurt no man designed, And no man claimed the conquest of your land. But gropers both through fields of thought confined We stumble and we do not understand. You only saw your future bigly planned, And we, the tapering paths of our own mind, And in each others dearest ways we stand, And hiss and hate. And the blind fight the blind. Grown more loving kind and warm We'll grasp firm hands and laugh at the old pain, When it is peace. But until peace, the storm, The darkness and the thunder and the rain.

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And the shut shops, the bleached Established names on the sunblinds, The farthings and sovereigns, And dark-clothed children at play Called after kings and queens, The tin advertisements For cocoa and twist, and the pubs Wide open all day;. Never such innocence, Never before or since, As changed itself to past Without a word — the men Leaving the gardens tidy, The thousands of marriages, Lasting a little while longer: Never such innocence again. The darkness crumbles away.

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Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew Your cosmopolitan sympathies. Now you have touched this English hand You will do the same to a German Soon, no doubt, if it be your pleasure To cross the sleeping green between. It seems you inwardly grin as you pass Strong eyes, fine limbs, haughty athletes, Less chanced than you for life, Bonds to the whims of murder, Sprawled in the bowels of the earth, The torn fields of France.

What do you see in our eyes At the shrieking iron and flame Hurled through still heavens? What quaver — what heart aghast? Here dead we lie Because we did not choose To live and shame the land From which we sprung. Who thinks of June's first rose today? Only some child, perhaps, with shining eyes and rough bright hair will reach it down.

In a green sunny lane, to us almost as far away As are the fearless stars from these veiled lamps of town. What's little June to a great broken world with eyes gone dim From too much looking on the face of grief, the face of dread? Or what's the broken world to June and him Of the small eager hand, the shining eyes, the rough bright head? Perhaps some day the sun will shine again, And I shall see that still the skies are blue, And feel once more I do not live in vain, Although bereft of You.

Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay, And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet, Though You have passed away. Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright, And crimson roses once again be fair, And autumn harvest fields a rich delight, Although You are not there.

Perhaps some day I shall not shrink in pain To see the passing of the dying year, And listen to Christmas songs again, Although You cannot hear. But though kind Time may many joys renew, There is one greatest joy I shall not know Again, because my heart for loss of You Was broken, long ago.

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