M is for the miracle of Being.
O is for its origin in love.
T is for the tenderness of seeing.
H is for a home no wind can move.
E is for the ecstasy of living.
R is for the recklessness of giving.
Here is Some Related Poetry or shayari
- Mothers Poems in English
M is for the miracle of Being. O is for its origin in love. T is for the tenderness of seeing. H is for a home no wind can move. E is for the ecstasy of living. R is for the recklessness of giving.
- Devoted to her children and their children
Her life was not as glorious as some, Devoted to her children and their children, Taken up by quiet tedium: What’s left when dreams are scattered to the wind. She loved too well, perhaps, and fought too hard To make a marriage work that wasn’t right. She was, of all bright loveliness, a shard Struck off to bring our lives the gift
- I know how difficult I’ve made your life
I know how difficult I’ve made your life Now that you’ve brought home another father. You have your new dominion as a wife While I still mourn the absence of the other. And yet I recognize your right to choose The man you love, whatever I might feel. Life is not a game to win or lose: For that the pain on
- Poetry Collection for Mothers Day
Have no fear, for love is all around you. All come helpless from a common womb. Perhaps you do not know that love surrounds you. Perhaps you do not know that you’re in bloom. Yet mothers, too, are children, ever loved, Minded by the living and the dead, Old enough to give, as time has proved, The need no less, though time
- Free Mothers Day Poetry
How can you know how much you mean to me? After all the heartache, there is love. Pierce life, and you are where the angels move, Praising with their joy the mystery. You know well the cost of sacrifice, Mothering the wounded as you bleed, Opening your anguish to their need, Taking heed of neither pain nor price. How you have paid, dear