Mother's Day English Poetry: The Watcher's Watcher's Mother
She always leans over and looks at us.
She's always there watching us,
Worried that we would be late,
We'll panic her when we get home late,
By the window in winter,
Stay by the window in winter
Summer is by the door;
Leaning against the door in summer.
Although we laughed at her gently,
We laughed at her kindly.
Who has such Funik care,
This concern seems to be beyond the normal range.
The way home seems safer,
But the long journey home increased the sense of security.
Because she was waiting there.
Because she is eagerly looking forward to it.
All she can think about is us.
What she thinks about is us,
She will never forget!
But never forget!
So I think where she is.
I'm glad to feel her expectations.
She must still be watching,
Wherever she is.
Wait until we get back to her
Watch until we get back to her.
Worried about whether we are late.
If she comes home late, it will make her panic.
Watching from the window of heaven
Watching from the window of heaven,
Leaning at the gate of heaven.
Standing on the porch of heaven.
Mother's Day English Poetry: Blessing to Mother
When you feel lonely in the crowd,
If you feel lonely in the noise.
When you think no one can understand you,
No one can understand your inner pain.
When your love is rejected by others,
When your love is not reciprocated.
When you hate your life,
When you hate life
Just close your eyes and look at her face that loves you.
Close your eyes and you will see the face of the person who loves you.
More than anyone else,
She loves you more than anything in the world.
People who care about you in loneliness,
Comfort you in loneliness
Die when you cry.
Heartbroken by your crying.
She is none other than your dear mother.
She is your dear mother.
Love your mother forever.
Please return your love for her.
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The most typical example of love in my life.
The moment of love:
When Apple was four and we were five,
Four apples, five people.
Then my mother said,
Mom went on to say
I do not like apples.
I do not like apples.
Mother's Day English Poetry: A Ode to Mother Maheri
There is a place in my heart.
No Colleen could have it;
Deep in my soul
Never made a sound or was unknown;
There is a corner in my heart,
No girl can occupy it.
It's buried deep in my soul,
I didn't say anything. I never show it.
There is a place in my memory.
You filled my life;
No one can take it away
No one will;
As far as I can remember,
Life is full of you.
No one can replace it,
There will never be an exception.
Every kind of sadness or worry
In the past days;
Be lit up by the light
The smile in your eyes;
In the happy time that passed away,
There have been troubles and sorrows.
But the smile in your eyes,
You can always light everything up.
Like a lighted candle.
In a window at night;
Your affectionate love makes me happy.
Guide me to the right path.
Like a lighted candle,
Through the window in the dark.
Your gentle love inspires me,
Guide me on the right path.
Of course I love dear silver.
Shine in your hair;
And a wrinkled forehead
Wrinkle with worry;
I like your beautiful head,
Shining silver.
I like the wrinkles on your forehead,
Engraved with the vicissitudes of time.
I kiss my dear fingers.
So hard work warms me;
Oh! God bless you.
Let you, mother Maheri!
I kissed your beautiful hand,
Work hard for me and warm my heart.
God bless you,
Mom, my own mom!