What are some modern poems about mothers?

1. "Poem to Mother"

Bing Xin

Mother, I have wanted to write a poem for you for a long time

But I have written it many times

I still haven’t finished it

Mother, I wrote this poem for you

I don’t know what to do How to begin

I don’t know how to end

I don’t know what to write

It’s like a harsh slap in the face when I was a child

or choose to escape

Mother, I think of you again tonight

I decided to write a poem for you. Poem

Even if it is not well written

Even if you are far away in your hometown

You will never be able to read it...

Mother,

If you see a small white boat in your dream,

Don’t be surprised that it fell into the dream for no reason.

This is written by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes,

Thousands of rivers and mountains,

asking him to carry her love and sorrow back home.

2. "Mother"

Shu Ting

Your pale fingertips caress my temples

I can't help but feel like I was a child Same

Tightly hold on to your skirt

Oh, mother

In order to keep your disappearing figure

Although the morning light The dream has been cut into smoke wisps

I still dare not open my eyes for a long time

I still treasure the bright red scarf

For fear of washing it will damage it

Losing your unique warmth

Oh, mother

The passage of time is also ruthless

I am afraid that the memory will fade in the same way< /p>

How dare I open its screen so easily

I once cried to you for a thorn

Now that I am wearing a crown of thorns, I dare not

Don’t dare to moan

Oh, mother

I often look up at your photo sadly

Even if the call can penetrate the loess

How dare I disturb your sleep

I dare not display the sacrifices of love like this

Although I have written many songs

Flowers, to the sea, to the dawn

Oh, mother

My sweet and deep yearning

Not a torrent, not a waterfall

It is a dry well that cannot sing amid the flowers and trees

3. "Mother"

Love

Mother is as humble as moss,

Solemn as the morning sun,

Soft as the sound of water in the south of the Yangtze River,

As strong as a thousand-year-old cold jade,

When you raise your eyes,

She is the bright moon,

when she lowers her head,

she is the vast earth.