Poems written to my mother on March 8 th Women's Day

Poems written to mother on March 8th Women's Day include "Dedicated to Mother", "Mother", "Years Climb on Your Forehead" and "Poems for Mother".

1, dedicated to mother

Sitting quietly on a flower has been integrated with the book. Because of her concentration, the book was opened. How beautiful and quiet the cold black eyes are. In those years, I grew up healthily in such a scene. She read gently, making waves in the air, loving the waves and smelling the homesick sea. This bending posture makes the sun bend on the ground, and this snow-white hair makes every winter pure and beautiful.

2. "Mother"

A river of youth suddenly ran away from my mother, and I stopped by a blue sky. My bike leans against the sun, blue sky and deep water. There are boundless clouds and drifting clouds everywhere, and then the flowers in my life suddenly bloom, which is messy beauty everywhere. I drank the waves and rode away by bike. The wheel rolled away and disappeared completely.

3. Time climbs on your forehead

Time climbs on your forehead, and time crosses my shoulder. In the morning light, you have a touching smile and many vicissitudes. Hold up my tender wings, sweet and delicious food. That warm and soft sweater, that tireless teaching. The complex of life is closely connected with me. Your love moved me when it was in the blood, in the bone marrow and in my heart.

4. "To Mother"

Salute to mother, today is March 8 Women's Day. Women all over the world put down their sweat and skin. Rejoice for the liberation of the body and the freedom of the mind. Today, even the age spots on your forehead are shaking. Sacred and inviolable. Salute to mother, today is March 8 Women's Day. You must leave all your manipulations behind and continue walking at an advanced age. The talk of hard times, the whisper of the unknown world. Quietly enjoy the happiness of praying and guessing boxing. The smile that blooms in the depths of wrinkles has started 3,000 colorful feathers.

5. "Poems for Mom"

Mom, I am dandelion, and you are breeze. With you, I can travel around the world. Mom, I am a small fish, and you are an exciting river. I can live a happy life with you. Mom, I am a bird, and you are the/towering tree. Only with you/me can I have a warm home.