The second week has already begun, as Masha is visiting her grandma and grandpa in the village. There is no daughter at home, and there is no desire to make any crafts alone either.

Today I decided to make a selection of short children's poems about my mother.

The topic is not new, we have already published sincere, touching and . Now come turn to take on short poems about mom, which your baby can easily learn even 3-4 years old and thereby please the most important and so beloved person in the world - Mommy.

short poems about mom

Mum

Mom, very very
I love you!
So love that at night
I don't sleep in the dark.
I peer into the darkness
Dawn hurry.
I love you all the time
Mommy, I love it!
Here the dawn shines.
Here is the dawn.
Nobody in the world

(K. Kubilinskas)

Only mother is alone in the world

How many stars in a clear sky!
How many spikelets in the fields!
How many songs the bird has!
How many leaves on the branches!
There is only one sun in the world.
Only mother is alone in the world.

Mom's smile

There is nothing sweeter
Mom's smile -
Like the light of the sun,
Darkness will dispel unsteady!
Like a twinkle,
gold fish
Will bring joy to the heart
Mom's smile!

(T. Shorygina)

Mom caresses us ...

Mom caresses us
The sun warms.
The sun, like mom,
Only one happens.

Eyelashes

I'll sleep next to my mother
I will stick my eyelashes to her.
You eyelashes, don't blink,
Don't wake up your mom.

(G. Vieru)

apple

ruddy apple
I won't have one
half an apple
Give to my beloved mother.

(E. Stekvashova)

With mom in the city

When I'm around town
I go with my mother
Mom's hand
I'm holding on tight
Why should she
Go and be afraid
What can she
Get lost?

(S. Wheat)

What is happiness?

Here I am
Grew up to summer
I lived days
Don't count.
Now I know:
Happiness -
This
Stick to mom
And read!

(M. Yasnov)

About mommy

It was quiet in the house in the morning,
I wrote my mother's name on the palm of my hand.
Not in a notebook, on a piece of paper,
Not on a stone wall
I wrote my mother's name on my hand.
It was quiet in the house in the morning,
It got noisy during the day.
"What are you hiding in your palm?" —
They started asking me.
I opened my hand, I held happiness.

(A. Barto)

Conversation with daughter

"I miss warmth"
She told her daughter.
The daughter was surprised: - “You are freezing
And on summer days?
"You won't understand, you're still small,"
Mother sighed wearily.
And the daughter screams: - “I understand!” —
And drags a blanket.

(A. Barto)

My mother always sings at work,
And I always help her with the hunt!
I dream of becoming like my mother.
I'm learning to iron, and cook, and wash,
And I wipe the dust, and I sweep the floor,
I dream, I dream, I dream, I dream
I dream like a mother, to be able to do everything.
And maybe, like a mother, I'll learn to sing.

(M. Sadovsky)

Mom is loved by everyone in the world

Mom is loved by everyone in the world, mom is the first friend
Moms are loved not only by children, everyone around loves
If something happens, if suddenly trouble,
Mom will come to the rescue, will always help out.
Mom gives a lot of strength, gives health to all of us.
So, really, there is no better mother in the world.

mothers

Many mothers in the world
Children love them with all their hearts.
There is only one mother
She is dearer to me than anyone.
Who is she? I will answer:
This is my mommy!

(V. Russu)

Mum! Love you so much
Mum! Love you so much
I don't really know!
I am a big ship
I will give the name "Mom".

(Y. Akim)

Mom's portrait

I will wipe the glass and the frame
Because in the frame - mom.
I'll wipe the frame clean:
I really love my mom!

(G. Vieru)

Mom's smile

There is nothing sweeter
Mom's smile -
Like the light of the sun,
Darkness will dispel unsteady!
Like a twinkle,
gold fish
Will bring joy to the heart
Mom's smile!

(T. Shorygina)

Eyelashes

I'll sleep next to my mother
I will stick my eyelashes to her.
You eyelashes, don't blink,
Don't wake up your mom.

(G. Vieru)

simple word

In the world
kind words
Lives a lot
But all the best
And more tender one
Of two syllables
A simple word - "mother",
And there are no words
Kinder than it!

(I. Maznin)

Where mom, there I

Me and mom in the whole world -
Right best friends.
I'm in tow with my mom
Where mom, there I am.
Together in the kitchen and in the shed
In the garden and in the garden
We eat and play together
And we swim in the pond.

(O. Driz)

Mom's help

I save my mother's work,
I help as much as I can.
Today mom for lunch
Cooked cutlets
And she said, "Listen,
help out, eat!"
I ate a little
Isn't it help?

(N. Grozovsky)

Mother's day

Here is a snowdrop in the meadow,
I found it.
I'll take the snowdrop to my mother,
Even if it didn't bloom.
And me with a flower so gently
Mom hugged me
That my snowdrop opened
From her warmth.

(G. Vieru)

Mimosa for Mom

On the roads, on drifts
I carry a mimosa in my hand.
Yellow beads on a branch
Like chicken babies.
I will give a branch to my mother
Along with these verses.
Mom smiles at me -
Warmer on earth!

(J. Zudrags)

For a mother's smile

If sadness came to mom
And fatigue in the eyes
What can I do to make her
Did you smile more often?
For a mother's smile
I'm ready for a hundred things
I would play the violin for her
If only I could.

(I. Kutepova)

Mom's hands

They say that mom's hands are not simple,
They say mom has golden hands!
I'll take a closer look, I'll take a closer look
I stroke my mother’s hands - I don’t see gold.
Why are our factory people
They say mom has golden hands?
I won't argue, they can see better
After all, they work with my mother.

(M. Rodina)

My mother's hands

My mother's hands
Pair of white swans:
So tender and so beautiful
So much love in them!
They fly all day
It's like they don't know.
Bring comfort to the house
A new dress will be sewn,
Caress, warm -
Mom's hands can do everything!

(T. Shorygina)

cornflowers

The son thought, what kind of flowers to give mom?
And I decided to pick my mother's favorite, cornflowers.
He quietly ran away into the field without asking,
in the midst of the stubble, he searched for cornflowers for a very long time.
The son returned without a bouquet, the mother is in tears.
He did not know that the cause of tears here is not cornflowers.
The kid at four years old was unaware,
that he is my mother's most precious cornflower!

(A. Valeeva)

Mom's heart

Mom's heart does not know peace,
Mom's heart burns like a torch
Mom's heart will hide from grief,
It will be hard for him - he will remain silent.

Mom's heart holds so much
Caresses, cares of love and warmth,
Anyone protects us from adversity,
If only my own, lived longer.

(F. Sokolova)

Mum

There are no more words in the world!
Whichever path you follow,
Mom's love shines over her,
To help you in difficult times.

Mom illuminates with a tender heart
Days, roads and your deeds.
Justify your mother's hopes -
Do good every day!

(A. Kostecki)

We are mothers

You hold the baby on your lap
A chubby hand clung to the cheek
And you sit, silently, breathing a little
So that your sleeping little boy does not wake up.

And somewhere far away in another country,
Embracing the child with his thin hand,
In jingling coin necklaces
Shakes the mother of a funny black child.

(T. Borodina)

Mom's wisdom

I'm lucky to have you, dear mother.
For a hundred thousand "why?", you know all the answers.
You will help me with "French" and you will solve the problem,
with the wise life advice rush towards me.
I am very proud of you, but I will say, not melting to everyone,
Only for that I love you, I, that you are my mommy!

(A. Valeeva)

Mom is the sun

Mom is the sun
On the home side.
With mom in the house happiness and comfort.
Like notes-grains
Splashes on the bottom
I sing this song to my mother.

I am a scarlet flower
On a small leaf
I'll draw, I'll give it to my mother.
mommy smiles,
And a dimple on the cheek.
I love sunshine mom.

(O. Kopteva)

Mom's medicine

Mom frowns gloomily forehead, daughter got sick
Beat her all night chills, wet shirt
Mom is the best doctor in the world, daughters have a sore throat
She will quickly cure with honey and raspberries
She will put compresses on her, give her fresh milk to drink
Amazing bedtime stories for daughter to tell
And my daughter will have a dream that half the kingdom is ready
Even the king to give, Gvidon, for her medicine.

(A. Valeeva)

Mommy

Who came to me in the morning? - Mommy.
Who said: "It's time to get up"? - Mommy.
Who managed to cook the porridge? - Mommy.
Tea - pour me into the bowl? - Mommy.
Who braided my hair? - Mommy.
Whole house swept one? - Mommy.
Who picked flowers in the garden? - Mommy.
Who kissed me? - Mommy.
Who childish loves laughter? - Mommy.
Who is the best in the world? - Mommy.

When we search the Internet for beautiful poems about mom for a birthday, anniversary, March 8, for mom's day, or just to say a few kind words from our daughter or son, we always look for only the most touching poems that make you cry. It doesn’t matter what it is - congratulations for mom or just a desire to say “thank you” to the most beloved and dear person in the world or ask for forgiveness. Especially for you, we have selected long and short poems about mom - funny and sad, for children and adults, simple congratulations and poems that touch to tears - from the heart and from the heart!

"What is it like to be a mom?!"

Everywhere you can hear the laughter of children cheerful.
Along the narrow path together
Mother and daughter walking home from school
Chatting about everything along the way.

The conversation is the usual most-most ...
Suddenly the little girl asked...
“Mom, tell me, what is it like to be a mom?”
Only not childishly, but seriously!

Mom thought a little.
"Not an easy question, but still I
Tell you what I know baby
No secrets are hidden.

Being a mother is a great happiness, daughter.
Being a mom is hard sometimes...
Mom is the one who day and night
I am ready to give everything for the children ... "

- "And stand at the bedside half the night?"
- “And look silently, breathing a little,
On the one who sleeps sweetly in the crib,
On the baby's own mother.

Mom is the one that hurts
If you suddenly offended a child.
Who is worried, albeit involuntarily,
For children and many years later.

The one who remembers the first words,
The one who is more tender not to find ...
Because mother's heart
It beats in her children in the chest.

Mom is the one that is always there!
“Only a mother can love like that!”
“Being a mother is a great reward.
This is what it means to be a mother!

“Being a mom is not easy, I understand ...
I'll try my best not to forget!
“Now tell me, dear,
What does it mean to be a daughter?

The girl smiled and said:
"Mom, I'm not that young anymore.
I learned a lot with you.
And today I understood a lot.

It's not hard to be a daughter! Well, not an ounce!
And there is no doubt about it at all!
Because there is a mother nearby,
And she will tell me the answer.

- “So, we put an end to the answer?”
- “What are you, mom, I just started!
It is very important to be a good daughter,
To make mom happy.

Please with grades from school,
Help wash dishes at home
Do not ask for chips and Coca-Cola ...
And be careful in everything!

Mom laughed: - “Well, not bad!
I really like your mood!
I love you, dear baby!”
- “Mom, and me! It's so easy for me to be with you!"

Smiling at the world and each other
And chatting quietly on the go,
Mom and daughter, like two girlfriends,
They walk along a narrow path.

"What does it mean to be a mother"

We were sitting in the kitchen, and my daughter
She told me, jokingly, in between times:
“Here, we are conducting a survey on the subject of being -
Would you like to be a grandmother?
“I would like to, but it will completely change
Your life forever, drastically." -
"Yes I know. Well, I won’t sleep, I won’t finish it, ”-
My daughter answered me mechanically.

But, after all, this, well, how to put it mildly,
It's not that, not a soldier's courage.
I was looking for words to convey to her
All responsibility of this step.

I would tell her: “Wounds from your birth
You will heal very quickly.
But a new wound will appear - love,
What gives only one motherhood.

It's a wound of emotion, anxiety, shame
For the child you made.
And about life you won’t say “Nonsense!”
You will never return what was!

And no matter how exquisite you are,
An alarmed cry of a child - "Mom!"
Quit urgently will force any business,
From simple to the most cash.

I wanted to say that her career
Will suffer with the birth of a child.
After all, more than once she will fall into oblivion,
The smell of feeling a child's head.

I wanted to tell her that the weight gained
Can be reset by diet, exercise.
But miracles have not yet happened in the world,
Motherhood to dump stealthily.

And such important life for you
No, it will not be so significant soon.
You will forget about everything, gently tugging
This little one is both in joy and in sorrow.

You will learn, daughter, to forget about the dream,
Make a choice whose happiness is more precious.
Do not regret the beauty that has long gone,
Ask philosophically: "Maybe ..?"

I want you to know that love is for a husband
There will be one and not the same at the same time.
And you will love him, as if again,
As with you sharing this burden.

And I also wanted to talk about feelings -
Feelings of joy, feelings of delight!
Only a mother can experience them
And keep them for a long time.

The first step, the first laugh, the first joyful look.
A new day is like a new era.
The first experience in communicating girls, guys,
Indispensable search and faith!

And the birdhouse is taller, and the ball is in the yard,
New Year and mushroom picking.
And stories about this to friends, kids,
As he stomped half the forest with his feet.

I wanted to say ... But a tear is only in response
Turned up in front of my eyes.
"You will not regret that instead of the word" No "
"Yes!" said that life unfolded.

Stretching out his hand across the table to his daughter,
When I met her, I whispered:
“I pray for you, for myself, for all women,
Whose calling is just to BE A MOM!”

"All She"

Who loves you children more
Who loves you so tenderly
And takes care of you
Without closing your eyes at night?
"Mom dear."
Who shakes the cradle for you,
Who sings songs to you
Who tells you fairy tales
And gives you toys?
"Mom Golden"
If, children, you are lazy,
Disobedient, playful,
What happens sometimes -
Who is shedding tears then?
"She's all, dear."

In Russian "mama", in Georgian "nana",
And in Avar - affectionately "woman".
From a thousand words of earth and ocean
This one has a special destiny.

Becoming the first word of the year, our lullaby,
It sometimes entered the smoky circle
And on the lips of a soldier at the hour of death
The last call was suddenly.

Shadows do not fall on this word,
And in silence, probably because
Words are different, kneeling,
They want to confess to him.

A spring, having rendered a service to a jug,
This word babbles because
What remembers the mountain peak -
She passed for his mother.

And the lightning will cut through the cloud again
And I will hear, following the rain,
Like, soaking into the ground, this word
Calling raindrops.

I will secretly sigh, grieving about something,
And, hiding a tear in the clear light of day:
"Don't worry," I tell my mother,
Everything is fine, my dear, with me.

Worries about her son all the time
Holy love is a great slave.
In Russian "mama", in Georgian "nana"
And in Avar - affectionately "woman".

Lyrics: R. Gamzatov

Beautiful mother"

Beautiful mothers, there are many of you in the world
In the eyes you look openly and directly,
No matter how far the road calls us,
We are accompanied by beautiful mothers.

We mother so rarely bring bouquets
But everyone upsets her so often.
A good mother forgives all this
A beautiful mother forgives all this.

Under the weight of worries, without bending, stubbornly
She does her duty patiently...
Each mother is beautiful in her own way,
She is beautiful with her mother's love.

As a child, she drinks us with a toy,
Sometimes we whisper something to her happily
Someday, mom, you will become an old woman,
But you will still be the most beautiful.

S. Bogomazov

Tell me where did I come from?
I asked everyone a question.
And my grandfather answered me:
- The stork brought you to us.

And my grandmother told me:
- They found you in the cabbage.
And uncle joked: - From the station
They brought you in a basket.

I know it's not true
Mom gave birth to me
I just don't know the answer
Where did my mother take me?

My sister grumbled at me:
You turned everyone's heads.
And I started from the beginning:
Where did I live before my mother?

Nobody is a secret from adults
I couldn't explain it to me.
Only my mother answered simply:
-YOU LIVED IN MY HEART, SON

It happens -
The dog is barking
Rosehip prick,
The nettle stings.

And dream at night
Huge hole.
You will fail.
As you fall, you cry out:
- Mum!

And mom will show up
Next to me
And everything that scared
Will pass by.

She will smile -
Splinters will disappear
scratches, abrasions,
Bitter tears…
“What luck! -
I think -
What is the best mother -
My!"

"Three moms."

Our kids are so stubborn!
Everyone knows this.
Mothers often tell them
But they don't listen to their mothers.
Tanyusha in the evening
Came from a walk
And the doll asked:
- How are you, daughter?
Have you crawled under the table again, fidget?
Did you sit all day without lunch again?
It's just trouble with these daughters,

Come to dinner, spinner!
Cheesecake for lunch today!

Tanya's mother came home from work
And Tanya asked:
- How are you, daughter?
Played again, probably in the garden?
Managed to forget about food again?
Grandma shouted to dine more than once,
And you answered: now yes now.
It's just trouble with these daughters,
Soon you will be as thin as a match.
Come on, have dinner, spinner!
Cheesecake for lunch today!

Here grandmother - mother's mother - came
And she asked her mother:
- How are you, daughter?
Probably in the hospital for a whole day
Again, there was not a minute for food,
And in the evening I ate a dry sandwich.
You can't sit all day without eating.
She's already become a doctor, but she's still a fidget.
These girls are just in trouble.
Soon you will be as thin as a match.
Come to dinner, spinner!
Cheesecake for lunch today!

Three mothers are sitting in the dining room,
Three mothers look at their daughters.
What to do with daughters stubborn?
Oh, how not easy it is to be mothers!

L. Davydova

"My mum"

Many mothers in the world
Children love them with all their hearts.
There is only one mother
She is dearer to me than anyone.
Who is she? I will answer:
This is my mommy!

“Only mother is alone in the world”

How many stars in a clear sky!
How many spikelets in the fields!
How many songs the bird has!
How many leaves on the branches!
There is only one sun in the world.
Only mother is alone in the world.

“Mom caresses us ...”

Mom caresses us
The sun warms.
The sun, like mom,
Only one happens.

"How many stars in a clear sky!"

How many stars in a clear sky!
How many spikelets in the fields!
How many songs does a bird have!
How many leaves on the branches!
There is only one sun in the world.
Only mother is alone in the world.

Who will sing me a song?
Who will sew my shirt?
Who will feed me tasty?
Who laughs the loudest
My hearing ringing laughter?
Who is sad when I'm sad?
Mum!

Roman Sef

Mom, I love you so much
I don't know right!
I am a big ship
Give the name "MAMA"!

"Apple ruddy."

ruddy apple
I won't have one
half an apple
Give to my beloved mother.

E. Stekvashova.

"Mom's portrait."

I will wipe the glass and the frame
Because in the frame is mom.
I'll wipe the frame clean:
I really love my mom!

"Gift for Mom"

From colored paper
I'll cut out a piece.
From it I will make
Little flower.
mommy gift
I'll cook.
The most beautiful
I have mom!

O. Chusovitina.

The month is uncle?
Can flowers sleep?
To the pier water
Have you tied?

Are the stars falling?
Wind, mother, whose?
Do the waves sink into the sea?
How to count rooks?

Were you a child?
Does it hurt to suffer?
You tell me many stories
Can you tell?

Is snow blue?
Mom, is that blood?
It is too long
Draw love?

Will I become an adult?
Old moon?
Grow up and be
I don't need you?

Can I be on the shelf
Can I take chocolate?
Mommy, are you crying?
Mom, why?

How cool to be a mother of two boys!
(And this is clear to anyone without words)
And instead of congratulating you,
let me tell you a little about it.

Being a mother of girls, of course, is not something:
There are dolls, dishes, hospital, lotto,
There puffy dresses and braids to toe
Well God gave you two boys.

Your house is not decorated with vases of roses,
And the killer cyborg that your son brought
Finding him in a puddle near his native house,
Cleaned it up, washed it, and now it's like new.

No, it's not trash, and don't you dare clean it up!
Do you want to destroy the military base?
Do you want to demolish the aircraft hangar?
Think again, woman! It's a nightmare!

You will lead the tin soldiers into battle,
Be bold and bold, not a step back!
So, come in from the flank, hit with artillery.
(Do not know what it is - ask the sons).

You will learn with them all the brands of cars,
And all kinds of their tires will become bigger.
They will grow up and enlighten you,
How the starter, cardan and jack work.

Without them, you might not know anything
Why do you need a jigsaw? Really kiss?
Why do we need a vice? Maybe squeeze someone?
Bearings - what is it? Something with spikes?

So many things that could pass by!!!
But here it is happiness - two guys, two sons !!!

Mommy, mommy, you endured everything,
Mom dear, I have not forgotten.
How you carried me under your heart
Dear mother, I would like to.
For you to have fun and sing
So that the flowers smile at you.
So that they bloom for you
So that adversity all dissolves in them.
But you live my destiny.
And you shield me with yourself.
Like a stubborn green sprout,
Your stem is breaking through.
I should buy you happiness
Shield you from harm.
But I'm going my own way
Not stubborn and touchy.
Simply - so detached from the branch,
But I love you dear.
And more important words I do not know
I need you with all my heart.
You are under the heart and now you carry me,
You prophesy happiness to me in life.
You do not remember insults and reproaches,
What I said to you inadvertently.
Stay forever - patient
Stay always young.
Stay forever with me
Shielding me from trouble
Who will understand me better than you!

Life gave me, raised, loved,
Never asked for anything in return
You took care of me, you did not sleep at night.
And here everything is clear, because we are talking about mom.

Being a mom is easy, but it's harder for her to be,
After all, you need to love the child with all your heart,
Take care of your health, study, friends.
Oh, how hard it is for mom.

I want you to never grow old.
And so that fate does not spin you.
I wish you health and family happiness,
And so that bad weather bypassed!

A simple sweet word
What we stubbornly whisper from childhood,
Two dear and sweet syllables:
Beloved, dear mother!
You bring peace and serenity
The warmth of your priceless soul!
To you, to you - all the tenderness in the world
And all the treasures of the universe!

To grow properly
Gotta get my mom.
Mom is a very useful animal,
Better not to find!

If you want to eat -
It's only worth yelling
Mom comes running right away
Will offer boobs.

Tits are simple and easy
There is milk.
It only takes a bite -
It flows right into your mouth!

If you have eaten a little
But you still don't want to sleep
So that mom does not get bored,
You can scream again.

Mom will take in her arms
Mom will sing a song
Mom will tell a story
Dancing, bring the ball!

If you still want to sleep
It's better to lie next to your mother -
Let him sleep a little too
Mom needs to be protected.

Snuggle up to the warm side
Sweet - sweet stretch
Before going to bed, that mom is nearby,
Be sure to make sure.

If you open your eyes
And you will see - there is no mother,
Of course, you will make a roar,
You will break into nothing.

She will come running
Leaking milk.
Mom is a very domestic animal,
Doesn't go far.

Do you want to be the happiest
So take my advice:
Start your mother soon -
There is no better mother of the beast!

It's hard without a mother
And everything around fades.
There are no relatives in the world.
She is your close friend.

In a hard, bitter day and hour
You will only come to her.
And from relatives in wrinkled eyes
It's getting warmer.

Cling to your mother's chest
And let the tears flow.
And outside the window it's raining
Sunrise, sunset, sunrise...

Weeks, months, years-
Don't turn them back.
Irreparable trouble-
Suddenly losing my mother.

But know that next to you
The Almighty brings the message:
“She is your Guardian Angel.
So destined by fate
She was and is.

For the life of children I will give everything in the world!
In tears, the mother whispered at the icon ...
And those strong winds carried the words to God,
carefully so as not to lose them.

In tears intertwined letters, lines,
an invisible soul beat within them.
Or rather ... pieces from the heart,
like a woman screaming to heaven...

And the wind carried through the sun and the planets,
Her words for God to hear.
And the wind carried, at the speed of a rocket,
Without losing even small lines in them.

And God heard a woman's prayer,
sent two angels to help her ...
We are always ready to fight for the children
And give your life for the sake of children!

T.S. Grigorieva

I don't know another word.
To so caress the ear.
I'll repeat it over and over
Sorry for the muffled voice.

This is the word we first learned.
With this word we live to death,
And when the clouds are gathering
be sure to call mom

mother, my dear mother.
The most faithful and loving friend
I feel with all my heart,
The warmth of your gentle hands.

These hands led me
from childhood to adulthood.
These hands protected me.
From diseases blows of fate.

By the will of fate, one young mother,
She gave birth to a son right on the field.
Barely managed to get to the bridge.

But not a single soul is a mile away!
There was someone to call for help.
Intuitively unhappy mother,
took birth on her own.
In fluffy skirts the child swaddled,
and, warming, pressed to the chest!
Having taken off the last jacket,
She hid her son, hugged her lovingly ...
This hug could not be separated
In the morning, the spouses that were found dead,
A mother who warmed her son with herself.
And surprisingly, he was alive!
They buried their mother by the bridge,
And that boy was adopted.
This couple did not reveal to anyone
That the child was not native to them.
The surprised quarter spoke:
So God sent a son to the childless!
The boy grew up happy with them!
He loved will, often walked in the field.
Wherever he goes for a walk,
His old bridge all the time beckoned.
He sat here for a long time, fishing.
The river was overgrown, small,
But he felt so good here.
Walking from the church, he strove for the bridge,
It's like being blessed by God.
Quietly laughing and crying prayed,
flowers to an unfamiliar grave lay down:
“After all, a person lived and loved someone !!!”
When, having matured, he became serious,
The father in the clean field called his son:
“I must reveal a secret to you!
So that I can live my old age in peace.
The mother is already dead, she won't be able to tell;
Yes, I am not a father, and she is not a mother either!
Led to that familiar grave, to the bridge,
And he told the whole story:
“Twenty years ago, in January
There was such a blizzard in the yard.
My wife and I rode in a cart,
Near the bridge here, suddenly they saw
The woman pressed her son to her heart,
Newborn, and did not breathe
We buried - here is a mound in silence,
This is where your mother lies.
We then buried the secret from everyone,
Because they were childless!
You don't owe your life to us, son,
- God, that he saved in his mother's arms!
He sent us to save you,
Taking from the cold, frozen ground.
I remember we cried when we saw
That mother's arms wrapped around you,
They warmed me with the warmth of their tender love.
She took off everything, and even underwear -
Wrapped up the little body, son, yours.
And, half-naked, very loving,
She warmed you with her breath.
So you came to her on a date,
To the place of your parting.
Mom rests, son, here is yours,
Stop, bow down. I'll go home!"
A haze swirled over the field.
But he shouted louder: “You saved me,
- Beloved, kind, my mother!
Oh, what, dear, will I repay you?
You were cold, you were cold
But, having removed everything from yourself, you saved me.
Your love is sacrificial, poor mother,
I can't revive you, raise you!
Even if I can't do anything,
But I will warm your mound! I'll warm you up!"
And nearby, a passer-by marveled, frozen,
Like a crying man, having taken off all his clothes, covering him,
That mound hugged and sobbed,
I warmed my mother with myself, as best I could!

Oh children, hurry up, hurry up
And hug your mom tight!
While mom lives and always waits for you,
Keep her warm as she warmed her!
He will help you in everything, he will never betray,
He will give all the best to you, his children.
And if a difficult hour comes one day,
That mom will protect and save!

The hard work of children to give birth, raise, wash diapers.
Let the mother be the heroine for every child!
Let Mary, the mother of all women on the planet, keep.
And the children will not get tired of repeating to their mothers: “You are the best mother in the world!”

They say the angels are gone
And they no longer live in the world,
And they just lost their wings
And now they are called mothers.

I often wake up at night
And I pray to God:
Lord, bless your mother
I won't ask for anything more.

No wealth, no career growth,
No love, like a big ocean ...
All this is easy to achieve
If mom is waiting for you home.

And when they leave us
Wings grow back from them,
And they live in the sky
And keep their children from harm.

You called me into this world with love,
You gave me life and gave me happiness,
Helped me to know the joy of the first steps,
Radiating warmth, kindness and love.

You will always understand everything, you will always forgive everything,
Protect me from the cruelty of the world,
I'm not afraid of any trouble with you,
You alone on Earth will never betray.

You alone know my secrets and my thoughts,
And no one can replace your love for me.
Thank you for this with all my heart
For me, you will always be the most dear.

Go around the world around
Just know in advance:
You will not find warmer hands
And more tender than my mother's.

You will not find eyes in the world
More affectionate and stricter.
Mother to each of us
All people are more precious.

One hundred ways, roads around
Go around the world:
Mom is the best friend
There is no better mom!

Mom is the tenderness of affection,
Happiness, joy and warmth,
Lullabies and fairy tales
Where good always reigns.

Our mothers are like fairies
Fulfill all dreams
They love us and believe very much
Whatever we achieve!

Mom is loved by everyone in the world,
Mom is the first friend.
Not only children love mothers,
Love all around.

If anything happens
If suddenly trouble
Mommy comes to the rescue
Will always help out.

Mom a lot of strength, health
Gives to all of us.
So, really, there is no
Better than our mothers.

Mom ... Mommy, my dear,
Don't be silent, please answer me.
You will forgive me for everything, I know
You can warm with a kind word.

You listen to all my problems
Read the truth in your eyes.
You will immediately notice the changes
You don't judge me, Mom.

I know there were no calls and letters,
You worried how I was there.
Forgive me, my dear, that this happened,
I feel guilty, Mom.

Mom, how do I feel bad without you,
You are not here, but you are always with me.
With every exhalation and new inhalation
I remember you, dear.

Mom ... In silence I whisper and cry,
I understand that you are not related.
How does this word mean so much?
It warms my heart for him.

Why froze, breathing a little,
Squeezed in the throat and frost on the skin -
Because it passed by
A woman who looks like her mother!
The same cloak, slightly tight in the sleeves,
And the scarf - again hastily tied!
Legs in gray, unpretentious stockings,
And in galoshes - just for chickens to laugh at!
Not mine, someone else's! - Does not matter,
I follow her and smile
And in the soul it bakes with fire -
How funny, how stupid
Recognized!…
Deceived, knowing in advance
What is dear - far, far away!
Only the wind will blow through the windows
Her sigh is sad and deep ...
I walk without looking up
Hiding tears in the ground (from passers-by),
From what passed nearby
A woman who looks just like her mother!

mother's heart -
Warmth and love.
Mother's heart
Beats trembling again.

In endless anxiety
For older children
Mother's heart
Waiting for welcome guests

Waiting for letters and postcards
Waiting for a phone call...
At the open gate
He looks into the distance tensely.

Mother's heart
Suddenly sad at night
And then surely
Everyone will understand and forgive

So hurry up
In the secret door
Hurry to the call
Mother's heart.

Years pass. Children are growing up.
It became more and more difficult to understand them.
But if mom is still in the world,
We will call ourselves children.

Let us be 20, and 25, and 30,
Or for a long time already over 45,
But if you can return to your mother,
The river will turn back time.

At the feet of the beloved, the whole world is ready to be thrown,
Give smiles and armfuls of roses,
And only mom does not ask us for anything,
A smile hiding the flow of salty tears.

Do not be silent on the phone for a long time,
Mute discard the brevity of telegrams,
And do not be shy, shout about love,
Before it's too late, take care moms!

Many of your nights have passed without sleep,
Worries, worries for us can not be counted,
Earth bow to you, dear mother
For the fact that you are in the world

Only mom will regret and understand
Only a mother can find a path to her heart.
Only mother will think at night
How do sons and daughters live.

Only a mother can run out into a snowstorm,
To console, to say: "Believe in yourself"
Only mom will be ten times worse.
From the fact that someone betrayed us in life.

Only mom can not be deceived,
Only with mom you can look into childhood.
And without a mother, the big world will be empty
Only in a dream will he come and ask: “What is wrong with you?”

You mean so much more to me
What can I put into words...
All your childhood memories
I still cherish with love.
You give me care, tenderness, affection.
With you, I always feel comfortable and calm.
I wish you health, happiness, mommy
And joy for years to come!

Mommy, beloved, dear,
We treasure your love.
You caressed us, understood -
For everything, we say "thank you" to you,

Live longer, not knowing old age,
May your dreams be calm and light.
We love you dearly,
We wish you happiness, joy, love!

The whole world starts with mom...
And a portrait is kept in the heart
That tender woman herself,
Which relatives in the world do not ...

And from the first minute of birth,
She is like an earthly angel
Give love and patience...
She is behind the child with a wall ...

And saddened by every tear,
Mom's soul is worried.
For mom, we are the same
After all, she will not forget the baby,

What grew under the heart, pushed ...
Sleepless nights round dance ...
How hard a tooth cut through
And tormented the baby's stomach ...

And the first smile shine,
And pride from the first steps.
First confession of love...
Mom understands everything without words.

Thanks to all the mothers in the world
For forgiving us...
Alas, grown-up children
Now they run for an hour ...

In business, endless worries,
Already with my children
With love, look at the photo,
Where is mom and we, about seven years old ...

And the look warms the same ...
And childhood flashed away ...
The whole world starts with mom.
Health to all mothers of the earth!

Native, affectionate mother,
Your smile is so bright.
You are the most beautiful in the world
You are dear to our heart.
Today, on this glorious anniversary,
Let the shadow of the years not be reflected in pain,
We wish you the brightest days
Earthly happiness, good health!

Dear mom.

Everything that happens to us in life
We somehow strangely divide in half:
If joy - we celebrate with friends,
And with trouble we come to mothers.

Busy with work and affairs
Day after day in a stream of vanity
We don't often think about mom
We rarely give her flowers.

And we carry our illnesses to our mother,
And we go to share insults with her,
And we draw her wrinkles ourselves,
Forgetting to ask for forgiveness.

We so rarely hug mom,
Learned how to kiss mom
Sometimes we forget to call
Once a letter to write.

Well, mom still loves us,
Whatever happens - will not betray,
Forgive everything, forget all insults,
Hand, soul, heart - everything will give!

And when you leave your mother
Warmed by her love
You whisper: "I'm sorry for everything, dear,
And, please, live longer!

***
Mom, I'm sorry that I call so rarely;
Mom, I'm sorry for being snappy sometimes.
Life and work. I'm so tired...
Mom, I need you more and more.
Mom ... Dear ... Well, how are you there, huh?
I'm especially sad today.
Headache in the morning...
Mom, it's harder without you. And empty.
Mom, maybe I should come - help?
I miss you so much that my heart is in pieces ...
Even though I'm not the best daughter
But I love you. Very very…

Mommy, beloved, dear,
Sunshine, chamomile, cornflower,
I don't know what to wish you
On this wonderful day

I wish you joy and happiness,
Peace and good luck for your life,
So that the heart does not break into pieces,
My dear, my dear, man!

The word Mother is a holy word,
And the source of Life is in it.
Even Jesus Christ himself
Born by the Mother of God.

We are soul bound
To my dear mother.
She has protection, she has support,
Our strength is also in it.

There is no person in the world
Who does not know the word Mother.
It is warmed by the warmth of Love
Life Light and Grace.

***
"Mom, live"

Bad weather across the river
Behind the river fog
Behind the cold mist
Somewhere the sun is rising.
Only mom is gray-haired,
My sweet mother
At the porch of the native
She is waiting for her daughter.
Only mom is gray-haired,
My sweet mother
At the porch of the native
She is waiting for her daughter.

children fly away,
It often happens
Who is to the south, who is to the west,
Lots of work and worries.
Only mom remembers everything
Mom doesn't forget
And for your birthday
Will send a telegram.
Only mom remembers everything
Mom doesn't forget
And for your birthday
Will send a telegram.

There will always be work
There will always be problems
And duty phrases
And empty words.
Only mother is not eternal,
You understand it right away
You understand it before
As long as mom is alive.
Only mother is not eternal,
You understand it right away
You understand it before
As long as mom is alive.

I will come to you, my mother,
I kiss your wrinkles.
Let the years go by stubbornly
Only you, my mother, live.
Only you, my mother, live.

There is a holy and prophetic sign in nature,
Brightly marked through the centuries:
The most beautiful of women
Woman with a baby in her arms

From any misfortune conjuring
She doesn't do well
No, not the Mother of God, but the earthly one,
Proud, sublime mother

The light of love has been bequeathed to her since ancient times,
And since then she lives for centuries,
The most beautiful of women
Woman with a baby in her arms

Everything in the world is measured by traces,
No matter how many paths you walk
The apple tree is decorated with fruits,
A woman is the fate of her children

May the sun applaud her forever!
So she will live for centuries
The most beautiful of women
A woman with a baby in her arms!

Mom means tenderness
This is kindness, kindness,
Mom is serenity
This is joy, beauty!

Mom is a bedtime story
It's morning dawn
Mom - a hint in difficult times,
This is wisdom and advice!

Mom is the green of summer
It's snow, autumn leaf,
Mom is a ray of light
Mom means LIFE!

Years pass irrevocably
And not all dreams come true.
But how can I feel good
What is my mother in the world - you!

And don't be sad that your hair is turning gray
Take care of yourself and don't get sick
After all, because there is no world,
I have a person closer and dearer!

I want to hug you now
And bow straight at your feet.
I whisper to the one who gave life:
"Love you. Thank you mom!"

Are you strict at times
And rein in any boor.
I love you and so
And I say: "Thank you, mom!"

I really like your laugh
It infects, let's face it.
And I'll tell you in front of everyone:
"Love you. Thank you mom!"

Always in business. What peace?
You do not remember him stubbornly.
And a simple Russian woman
I say: "Thank you, mom!"

The word "mother" is expensive
Mom is to be cherished.
With her kindness and care
It's easier for us to live in the world.

If the mother is still alive
Happy are you on earth
There is someone worrying
Pray for you.

When I was still a baby
And she is in the silence of the night
Like an angel by the bed
Guarded my peace.

If the mother is still alive
Happy are you on earth
There is someone worrying
Pray for you.

So at fifty he misses his mother ...
It’s a pity ... we don’t understand this at seventeen,
And after joys, and after trials,
So often mom wants to hug ...

Cling to her and cry from the heart,
Or drink tea with a cake with her,
And the whole evening just "prokalyakat"
About different ... about good and bad ...

Reveal your secrets to her ... and secrets,
And be the most obedient of children,
Listen to advice without complaint
After all, mom's advice is the most important.

It's a pity ... it all comes to us over the years ...
So at fifty he misses his mother ...

Take care mothers, take care!
And often call them, write.
And often just run like that,
Don't forget to say your love!

Sit next to your mom, sit...
Tell me about your life,
Warm your mother's hands in the palms,
Pity your mom, pity!

How many times did she forgive you with her heart,
How many tears have I secretly wiped away from you,
How many in a whisper, quietly prayed,
So that everything in life works out for you.

You smooth her wrinkles with care,
Do not explain your laziness with work.
True, mothers need a little:
Just to know that everything is with you, thank God!)))

Hello my dear!
Let's talk,
Let's pour a cup of tea
And we'll sit together.

Thank you dear!
You will always understand me
I'm sorry I'm like this
Your stubborn daughter.

You will embrace with your hand
You can encourage.
I love you so much
Talk for hours.

Now I'm an adult
Family already and children,
But you, mother
Above all in the world.

Your eyes from happiness
May they always shine
And do not be sad, dear,
How the years go by.

I look longingly at the portrait,
I have been living without my mother for many years.
The pain subsided, a trace remained -
There are bruises and scars on the heart.
I keep Your Image and love,
That you are not with me, I suffer.
I beg you to be with me
I want to say a lot.
The pain in my soul has not subsided,
I often see you in my dreams.
Let me talk to you
I will hear your words with my soul.
Now you are somewhere in the sky
But still by my side.
With a kind smile on your lips,
And with a slightly tired look.
The pain subsided, a trace remained -
There are bruises and scars on the heart.
I look longingly at the portrait,
I've been living without my mother for years...

I want to tell you directly:
Mom will always help me.
And love in this world
There is nothing stronger than mothers to children.

No kinder, gentler, more beautiful,
And even more responsive
For all living children
Your sweet mother.

I wish every day
She is in good health, mood.
And I'll reveal my secret:
There is no mother like me!

I ask God for one thing
To bad weather bypassed his home.
So that you, dear, are healthy,
Not upset, never sad.

I also met everyone at the threshold,
Decorated this world with her smile.
A mother's love is sacred
Thank you very much mommy!

How I want to talk to you, mom,
How I want to hear sometimes
Your voice, mother, is gentle and dear.
I look at the photo with you
And I hear only my own monologue.

And quiet, sleepless nights
Under the drops of tears running down the cheeks,
Memories bring back
To that life, to those happy shores.

Where they lived together and did not know grief,
Taking care of each other, as always.
They had conversations, at times, arguing,
And all the problems were nonsense.

But life goes on. Your business, worries,
And I can't change the rhythm of life
But I'm waiting for the evening when I come home from work,
To talk to you again at night.

Take care of your mothers like flowers from a cold blizzard,
Their love is a hundred times hotter than friends and beloved girlfriend.
Maternal love cannot be embraced - in the summer heat, and in a blizzard, and in a cold,
She is ready to give you everything, everything to the gram and even her soul!
Take care of your mothers - to you, no one can replace their affection,
Among the cloudy days of life, who will understand you and who will appreciate?
Who will take upon himself all the pain, all the torments of the soul and torment?
Mother will not give salt instead of bread, mother will always stretch out her hands to you.

Let her punish severely - never lie to mothers.
After all, they don’t need much from you - just take care of them very much!
Take care of your mothers like flowers from a cold blizzard,
And heal your sons with your care of all their ailments
Do not leave them without participation, always take care of their children!
After all, there can be no complete happiness if there is no mother in the world !!!

Every day I remember you
Pain gripped my heart.
I pray... feel how I miss you
Mommy, I love you so much!

I fall asleep .. with a drop of hope,
That I'll see you in a dream.
Do not hear the most gentle voice,
Mommy, cuddle up to you.

I will always love you
Thoughts of you day by day.
The years seem to fly by
Mom, it's sad without you.

I thought I'd be able to confess
Silently hugged only, loving.
And now I regret a lot
Mommy, I'm sorry for everything.

I'll go to church, light a candle,
For you, my love.
In memory of you .. Peace forever,
MOMMY, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

KISS YOUR MOM'S HANDS...

Look at mom's hands
Tired of work -
They built temples
From the fate of children again and again ...

Look into her eyes:
Tenderness shines in them with tears
Read it with a sigh
That loves and forgives everything ...

Listen to your mom's heart
It is never silent
Adding advice to scales,
Raises an unimaginable shield...

Soul she from birth
Forever fused with yours
With your love, respect
Share with your mom...

Not to be too late
After all, you can still have time -
Kiss your mother's hands
And hasten to sing your heart ...

It's good to have a mother
Her smile is so wonderful
When she is always with us.
Friends, it's so lovely!
She is like a ray of light,
She gave us everything and opened the world.
Oh how many of all her gifts,
We just didn't appreciate it.
She only taught good
And so calmly, quietly, gently.
Oh how she loved us all
Since no one, and so boundlessly!
I love you, my dear
It's good to have you around.
Be with me, dear
And nothing else is needed!

Dear mom.

Well why didn't I love before
You as much as I love you now?
And tender words so little said,
Didn't respond to your love?

I want to be next to you
Snuggle close to your chest.
Why did I think before
Is it more fun with friends?

Friends disappeared, as if it had never happened,
The love of past years has rushed away.
Only you didn't forget me
There is no love stronger than a mother's.

More than once I told you
How I feel sorry for the bygone days
I caused so much evil and pain
And I did not appreciate your love.

But now we are with you together with God.
He opened my eyes and let me know
No matter how many good friends there are,
Mother is the only mother in the world.

I don't know how many days God has planned for me,
But no matter how long I have to live,
Strongest of all, in this white world,
I will love you, mommy!

Do not betray, Mothers!
Do not humiliate by word and deed
They don't have many days
They won't be with you forever.

Don't Change Mothers
On life vulgar bait.
And making the mother sicker -
Do not expect gifts from fate.

Don't let anyone
It's not flattering to say about them,
So that you don't have to
Repent honestly before God.

Tears falling from eyes
Will flood the days with grief,
Unhappy mothers then
Where MOTHER and mate are the same words!

Betrayers let her fall
Bow your knees in humiliation.
Will make sin bow down
Desperately ask for protection, faith!

You - imperceptibly leaving
Mother will overshadow the cross of forgiveness.
Loving you with a bright soul -
Forgiving without a doubt.

Now that I myself have become a mother,
I began to clearly understand
(How did you manage it all, mom?)
Everything our MOTHER goes through.
The child is sick ... Anxiety burns the heart:
Don't think why or why.
Just pray and ask: for God's sake!
Let it be better for me - triple! — but not to him.
Let me be better! Not him! ... But the right word
Diseases of the body are part of my concerns.
If only he had a healthy soul!
May he grow up to be a good boy.

You, Mom, are tired -
I would rest, lie down,
Read, tied
The TV would turn on
Maybe I sewed something
Washed, cooked
I would sweep the floor, wash ...
Well, you forgot peace -
Again and again you look sad
Either in a diary, or in a notebook!
And you sit next to me
And you pierce me with your eyes.
You're tired, mommy...
Yes, and I would ... Take a walk ...

***
"Parting"

Everything I do for my mother:
I play scales for her
For her I go to the doctor,
I study mathematics.

All the boys climbed into the river,
I was alone on the beach.
For her, after the illness,
Didn't even swim in the river.

For her I wash my hands
Eating some carrots...
Only now we are separated.
Mom in the city of Priluki,
Fifth day on a business trip.

Well, first I, without my mother,
Put aside the gamma,
Looked at TV
For evening programs.

I didn't sit too close
But there were lines in the eyes.
They have one artist
Walks in my mother's hair ...

And tonight all evening
There is nothing for me to do!

The father has a newspaper in his hands,
Only he hovers somewhere
He says: - Let's suffer a little,
Ten days left...

And probably out of habit
Or maybe out of boredom
I put matches in place
And for some reason I wash my hands.

And the scales sound sad
In our room. Without mom.

Appreciate mothers
As long as they smile
And you are proud of
Why are you calling her a child!

Through all trials
Your mom will pass
And danger at the same time
It will take you away.

Mom's heart always hurts
Because how you live
You play alone.

And late in the evening
Reading a prayer
She asks God
No money, no fame.

For you to be healthy
Happy always
For the Lord to keep
And did not touch the trouble.

And since you offended your mother,
Well, not on purpose, not out of malice.
You apologize, hug
And look into her eyes!

You will see a sea of ​​light there,
Smiles, happiness and warmth,
Ready for everything for you
What love does not sacrifice.

And what stereotypes
The world does not live
Remember friend,
There is no more expensive mother in the Universe!

You sell your house and your farm,
You will live with us, we have housing.
We will create a good comfort for you,
You don't need a government shelter.

Mom listened and sold everything,
And she took the money away:
“I will test them,” thought the mother,
For now, I’ll keep quiet about money.”

I decided not to rush to return them:
“How can I, mother, live without money?
And if without money the children need me,
You can give it back after. No problem.

And you never know what awaits me ahead?
I just don't know where to live.
And the daughter is good, the sons are good,
We used to have a close family.

In time everything could change
Maybe they forgot Love?
How gently caressed, did not sleep at night,
But I didn't expect any money from them.

Came to Misha, he accepted her,
Haven't asked anything about money yet.
But she lived a little and Misha became different,
He was unrecognisable, he became like a stranger.

Son, tell me what happened to you
Tell me how in childhood, do not hide the road?
Well, what are you getting up to? After all, work, deeds,
You would go to Mary and live there.

Misha doesn't need me, it's clear now
If he wants to close the door behind me.
How else will my daughter accept me?
She was very affectionate as a child.

Maria did not accept her either:
"Go to Ivan and live with him."
“You need to know money, but you don’t need a mother!”
And the mother went to Ivan with tears.

Comes to Ivan, he sits gloomy,
He looks at his mother from under her forehead with annoyance.
Tormented in the soul, and he himself is seen not "his",
As taken from an orphanage, as a son not native.

“Give me the money! I will buy a car!
Perhaps you take them to your church?
You didn’t come to visit, you will live here,
We have to pay rent.

You are obliged to look at our children,
Don't think you'll get anything from it.
Gone are the days, you were the hostess
Now we must obey in everything.

And keep your mouth shut,
And learn it like a lesson at home.
Then I'll make a program for you
For memory, you will carry with you.

What can be said, and where to remain silent,
Like snow you fell on your head, mother!
Silently nod to your neighbors with a smile,
Give them a good look.

“Why didn’t you ask if I have them?”
"Where are you doing them? Have you sold everything?
Understand, mother, we don't need you without money.
And the mother went to the station with tears.

Sitting at the station and crying, sad,
Opposite the colonel sits with his wife.
And looks at her with heartache,
He asked her shyly.

“Yes, with the children here I lived a little,
They said: "We don't need you without money"
I think it's about money?
Cruelty has become too much in the hearts "

The colonel called his wife,
And in brief words he told her everything.
And with tenderness he turned to his wife:
“Maybe we can take the old woman to us?”

I recently buried my mother
I loved her immensely and tenderly.
Dimmed around, the whole world has become different,
Come, you will go to us, instead of your own mother "

“I will go, I agree with your desire,
But first let us go with you to my children.
I will not reproach them, I will not weep,
I only have something to tell them."

They came and gathered the children all to the table,
Their mother said to them: “I am leaving you.
For these people now I will be a mother,
I want to give them my money!”

O-o-o-o- with an exclamation a sigh escaped,
And eagerly looked at that bundle.
And they began to quarrel to look for the guilty,
Whose fault is it that their mother leaves?

But that man interrupted this "fight",
“You can share them.
You need money, but I need a mother!
She won't grieve with me."

The mother left with the people from the children forever,
And she always prayed to God for children.
There she was treated like her mother,
They created conditions for her without money.

And the children are tormented by a sinful soul,
Now they are forever gone from peace.
Not happy with money and not nice white light,
And the money "passed", and there is no mother ..

TODAY I READ THIS VERSE FOR CHILDREN,
WHO HAVE LIFE MOTHERS NOW
MAY GOD FOR THE EYES GIVE THEM INSIGHT,
TO REAP IT IS NOT HAVE TO HAVE YOUR SOWING WITH REGRELT.

And may God remove their willfulness from them,
Otherwise, the same fate awaits them.
Let this verse be a good lesson for everyone,
After all, it hurts for a mother to hear a reproach.
And considering how many nights I did not sleep,
She gave everything for the children!

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Happy child 16.02.2017

M ama- what a simple and amazing word for each of us. The warmest, the kindest. For any of us, mother is the most beautiful, the most tender, the most beloved, the most understanding and much more the very best ... This is the very first word, our life begins with it. Do not forget to tell our mothers words of gratitude, your love. And this can be expressed in different ways.

Dear readers, how often do you read and dedicate poems to mothers? You don't have to wait for some big reason. You can read some poetry to your mothers and just in the mood when you meet. It especially touches our mothers when our children and grandchildren read poetry to them. So warm and so nice.

Today on the blog we have prepared for you a selection of poems about mom. They can be learned with children, as well as just read to your favorite mothers. I give the floor to Anna Kutyavina, the columnist.

Good afternoon to all readers of Irina's blog! Mommy is our dearest, beloved person in the world! We say this short word "mother", and we mean affection and care, strength and patience, great kindness and love. How much tenderness and warmth is stored in this beautiful word, which we call the only so close and dear person in the world. Mom tenderly pardons, loves deeply, warms, caresses and regrets, protects from a thousand troubles.
And let's remember how often we talk about our love and dedicate poems to our mother? Just like that, without anniversaries and holidays? Don't remember? Today we offer you touching and beautiful poems about mom, which are suitable for both small children and adults.

Short poems about mom for children 2-4 years old

Many poems are dedicated to mothers, but I would like to single out short children's poems about mother, where sometimes more is said in 4 lines than in long poems. Even babies from the age of 2 can tell these gentle lines to their mother. It is at this age that children are especially interested in learning and reciting small poems.

We have selected very gentle quatrains for you and your children, in which there is so much children's love. They can be told as kindergarten at the matinee, and at home, congratulating mom on her birthday or on March 8. But, before you start learning verses with your child, help the baby, tell me how to tell it correctly, how it is easier to remember. Read all the rhymes to him and carefully look at which of them will cause special emotions in the child. Let the kid choose the best poem that he wants to repeat over and over again.

Our dear mother

Mother's day! Mother's day!
Put on the best dress!
Get up early in the morning
Clean up in the house
Anything good
Give mom.

(O. Vysotskaya)

My mommy
The best in the world.
Makes me happy
Sweet candies.

I love my mom
I'll help her today.
I'll lose my socks
I'll tear the tights!

Eyelashes

I'll sleep next to my mother
I will stick my eyelashes to her.
You eyelashes, don't blink,
Don't wake up your mom.

(G. Vieru)

gift for mom

I love my mom
I will give her a present.
I made a gift myself
From paper with paints.
I will give it to my mother
Hugging affectionately.

(O. Chusovitina)

Mother's day

I walk, I think, I look:
“What will I give my mother tomorrow?
Maybe a doll? Maybe some candy?"
Not!
Here's to you, dear, on your day
Scarlet flower - light!

(E. Blaginina)

mommy gift

From colored paper
I'll cut out a piece.
From it I will make
Little flower.
mommy gift
I'll cook.
The most beautiful
I have mom!

(O. Chusovitina)

Mom caresses us ...

Mom caresses us
The sun warms.
The sun, like mom,
Only one happens.

(V. Russu)

apple

ruddy apple
I won't have one
half an apple
Give to my beloved mother.

(E. Stekvashova)

If mom is happy
If she loves
Let snow and showers -
It's always spring in the house!

Poems about mom for schoolchildren

There are many different women in the world, but the most beloved is our mother. She teaches us to be wise, gives advice and worries about us.

These poetic lines are suitable for older children. We have selected poems for elementary and middle school students who want to please their beloved mothers.

Why Velcro

Mom loves and regrets.
Mom understands.
My mom knows everything
Knows everything in the world!
Why do wasps bite?
I ask directly.
And to ALL my questions
mom answers.
Will tell me where from the sky
Snow is taken in winter.
Why a loaf of bread
Is it baked from flour?
Why is the dog barking?
What will dream in a dream?
Why does the icicle melt
And trembling eyelashes?
Why is there a cloud in the sky
Is there a lawn in the forest?
I'M A GOOD LOOP-WHY,
AND SHE IS A KNOW-HOW!

(T. Bokova)

Star

A star is shining bright in the sky.
Shines, but does not warm - mom says.
I will stretch a ladder to the sky from the balcony.
I'll take an asterisk for mom from the sky.
Mom will light this star on her chest.
And warm with warmth, sing a song.
Mom is my star, my bright one!
Sweetheart, good, I love you!

colorful gift

I am a colorful gift
Decided to give it to my mom.
I tried to draw
Four pencils.
But first I'm on red
Pushed too hard
And then, immediately after the red,
Purple broke
And then the blue broke
And orange broke ...
Still a beautiful portrait
Because it's mom!

(P. Sinyavsky)

Mom is loved by everyone in the world,
Mom is the first friend.
Not only children love mothers,
Love all around.
If anything happens
If suddenly trouble
Mommy comes to the rescue
Will always help out.
Mom a lot of strength, health
Gives to all of us.
So, really, there is no
Better than our mothers.

Let's sit in silence

Mom is sleeping, she is tired ...
But I didn't play either!
I don't start a top
And I sit down and sit.

My toys don't make noise
Quiet in an empty room.
And on my mother's pillow
The beam is stealing golden.

And I said to the beam:
- I want to move too!
I would like a lot:
Read aloud and roll the ball,
I would sing a song
I could laugh
Whatever I want!
But my mother is sleeping, and I am silent.

The beam darted along the wall,
And then slithered towards me.
"Nothing," he whispered,
Let's sit in silence!

(E. Blaginina)

Mom

You are the most beautiful,
You are the best.
To the gentle sun
And looks like the moon.
I give you a smile
I give a big flower:
I want you to flutter
Always like a moth.

(V. Solonikin)

About mom

The house is empty
Very sad,
Want nothing -
Doesn't sing
Doesn't fight
Don't even want to...

I sat silent.
Someone knocked.
I opened - and right
In front of me - Mom!

And not boring
And it's not sad
I want to run, I want to jump
And laughs and sings
And laughing with might and main!

(E. Karganova)

Mommy - gifts

I am my beloved mother
I will give gifts:
I will embroider a handkerchief for her.
Like a living flower!
I will clean the apartment -
And there will be no dust anywhere.
Delicious bake a pie
With apple jam...
Only mom on the threshold -
Here and congratulations!
You are my mommy
I congratulate you:
With this holiday
Happy spring
With the first flowers
And a good daughter.

Poems for mom from daughter

Affectionate, sincere poems about mother want to give as a congratulation not only little girls, but also girls, and even adult women. After all, attachment to a loved one and a loved one only increases over the years. The poems we have selected will help you beautifully express your respect to your mother.

All mothers are bored like this

All mothers live so bored -
wash, iron, cook.
And they are not called to the Christmas tree,
gifts are not given to them.
When I grow up big
I will be a mother too.
But only a single mother,
Not a manly lady.
I will buy a new coat
Under the color of a crimson hat.
And never and never
I'm not marrying my dad.

(V. Egorov)

My mother's hands
Pair of white swans:
So tender and so beautiful
So much love in them!
They fly all day
It's like they don't know.
Bring comfort to the house
A new dress will be sewn,
Caress, warm -
Mom's hands can do everything!

The house is empty without mom

Without a mother, the house is empty ...
And they won’t call their daughter ...
They will not ask: “What is taking so long?”
With worry in your eyes...
And to the silence of the holy
The spirit and the brain are not used to...
And it seems like so many
Lost in a hurry…

And the smell of pies
Mom had a special...
And mom's pancakes
I can no longer see...
And quiet soft words
What heals wounds in the heart,
I can't hear again...
And it's scary to know...

Her portrait stands
Where she is a little over forty ...
In the hands of a bouquet of flowers,
What did you gather in the field...
And mother's light warms,
What is infinitely expensive ...
Holiness and love
What mom kept.

MY MOTHER!

Go around the world around
Just know in advance:
You will not find warmer hands
And more tender than my mother's.

You will not find eyes in the world
More affectionate and stricter.
Mother to each of us
All people are more precious.

One hundred ways, roads around
Go around the world:
Mom is the best friend
There is no better mom!

I always wanted to be like
On you, my beloved, dear.
To be as wise and sedate,
Know the price for yourself without naming.
You and I are like sisters
Or seemingly best friends
Helping you make sense of life
And we are sure of each other for a long time.
You can rely on me
And in big and small without fail,
Mommy, enjoy life
After all, good things in life are valuable!

I love it so much when you're just around
I love it when you look with a gentle look.
I love it when you help
I love it when you hug.
I love your warm hands
I love that your eyes are mine.
I love you for believing
Like me, in my beautiful dreams.
Thank you mom, for being my mom,
My mother and more you are a draw ...

Poems about mother, touching to tears

In this collection you will see how touching poems about mother are. Such lines evoke in the reader a "hurricane" of emotions from sincere joy to genuine tears. These poems will be a pleasant surprise for mom and will remain in her heart and soul for a long time.

You just don't get sick

Mom bent over the bed at night
And quietly whispers to his little one:
“Just don’t get sick, my Bunny is sweet,

When sickness approaches a child,
A mother's soul cries.
And mom does not fall asleep until the morning,
Pressing the palm of the baby to the cheek ...
When eyes shine not from fun,
When a son or daughter has a temperature,
That mother's heart is crying from impotence,
Trying to overcome all diseases ...
Wrapping gently Happiness in a blanket,
Clutching your Treasure to your chest,
She kept repeating:
“Go away, disease, go away from your son!”
And no medicine can heal
Like mother's care and warmth ...
Love - will provide a child with happiness,
It will drive away all ailments, troubles, evil ...
For a mother, the most important thing in the world
Health, happiness of their own children.
And in the same way, children love their mother,
As they grow older, they take care of her ...
Years have passed ... In bed, the mother is sick,
Two adult sons whisper to her:
"Just don't get sick, my dear,
I beg you, just don’t get sick ... "

Only mom will regret and understand
Only a mother can find a path to her heart.
Only mother will think at night
How do sons and daughters live.
Only a mother can run out into a snowstorm,
To console, to say: "Believe in yourself"
Only mom will be ten times worse.
From the fact that someone betrayed us in life.
Only mom can not be deceived,
Only with mom you can look into childhood.
And without a mother, the big world will be empty
Only in a dream will he come and ask: “What is the matter with you?”

I'll take her by the hand
I'll look into her eyes.
Her laughter will drive away the cloud,
Rain tears will fall.

I'll sit on my mother's knees
And I'll hug you nicely.
I don't need sweeter happiness
I'm not afraid of anything!

Mothers have a holy position in the world -
Pray for gifted children.
And day and night in the invisible ether
Our mothers are praying.
One falls silent, the other echoes.
Night will replace day, and night will come again.
But mothers' prayers do not stop
Per dear son or daughter.
The Lord hears the prayers of mothers,
He loves them more than we love.
Mother will never stop praying
About children who are not yet saved.
There is a time for everything, but as long as we are alive,
We must pray, cry out to God.
There is an unearthly power hidden in prayer,
When their mother whispers them with tears.
How quiet. The birds in the yard fell silent,
Everyone has already gone to bed.
In front of the window I bowed to pray
My own loving mother.

Take care of your mothers...

Take care of your mothers
Respect, appreciate, cherish,
Surround with your love
Both soul and heart hurt.
We are rich as long as the mother is near,
We come to her when everything is cold,
She just needs a hug
Whisper: "I'm with you, my dear!"
There is no more honest, disinterested love
And warmer than a radiant look,
Forgetting your grievances
They are happy to support us in trouble.
Don't forget that someone is waiting for you somewhere.
Come, call more often
Even a few modest minutes
Without regret in your soul, give.
Take care of your mothers
Get it while they're around
Be as warm as possible
They don't need anything else

(E. Terekhova)

Dear, dear with a warm look,
And comfort and embrace and press...
Mom, always be with me
You are the only one who will tell and understand!
I feel the warmth of your wonderful hands,
Lacking and sometimes sad
You are not just a mother, but a reliable friend.
Do not scold, but silently regret!
Children grew up and flew away from the nest,
Some rise, some fall
You always wait for us with hope,
Mom, only with you comes rapture!
I want God to always keep you
Drama was bypassed.
Every day to give joy only,
Smile more often, dear, dear mother!

I love you dear mother
There is nothing more precious than you.
Only here I realized, dear,
What do you mean to me now.

You gave me warmth, your caress,
Hiding his hands in his wet handkerchief.
And, accompanying me on the road,
You said, "Good luck son."

There were difficult days, even years,
You were able to survive it all.
Raised a man in me
Taught me how to live right.

Maybe I was wrong once
Maybe I said something wrong.
If you can, forgive me mom
This is all I now realize.

Poems about the mother of famous poets

The source of mother's love is endless. He will never run out in his life and at any moment he will be able to quench his thirst. It is precisely such feelings that can be found when reading poems about the mother of Russian poets. Let's plunge into this wonderful world of poetry together with you, and see what beautiful words contain delightful poems about the mother of famous poets.

Parting

Everything I do for my mother:
I play scales for her
For her I go to the doctor,
I study mathematics.
All the boys climbed into the river,
I was alone on the beach
For her after illness
Didn't even swim in the river.
For her I wash my hands
Eating some carrots...
Only now we are apart,
Mom in Pryluky
Fifth day on a business trip.
And tonight all evening
There is nothing for me to do!
And probably out of habit.
Or maybe out of boredom
I put matches in place
And for some reason I wash my hands.
And the scales sound sad
In our room. Without mom.

(A. Barto)

I would wash cups, spoons (Son - mother)

If I were a girl
I wouldn't waste my time!
I wouldn't jump on the street
I would wash my shirts
I would wash the floor in the kitchen,
I would sweep the room
I would wash cups, spoons,
I'd peel the potatoes myself
All my own toys
I would put it in place!
Why am I not a girl?
I would love to help my mom!
Mom would have said:
"Well done, son!"

(E. Uspensky)

My mother

Friend, look how in the plain of heaven
Smoky clouds float under the moon,
You see, cut through the incorporeal ether
Is her light pale, soulless, empty?

It is full to look into this starry sea,
Fully aim for the cold moon!
Is there not enough happiness in the worldly space?
Is there not enough heat in the fire of the heart?

The cold month will not answer you,
There is no strength to reach distant stars ...
The grave cold will meet you everywhere
In a distant land of bleak luminaries...

Mother

She's a little late
Hurrying from the station with a colorful bundle.
Still in the open windows of the hall
A banner with a golden shaft was seen,
There were needles on the stairs,
And the sound of the timpani, it seemed, did not go out ...
She passed with a trembling head,
In a blind scarf pulled down to the eyes.
She walked with a blind gait,
Leading the walls with a wrinkled hand.
And it was scary that she did not cry,
That look is so hot and dry.
Even at the entrance somewhere, at the gate,
She knew all about it, that's for sure.
She was given simple belongings
And glorious sons of the order.
Then the old woman went up to the ward,
I can still hear her footsteps
And silently handed out to the soldiers
homemade rye pies.

(V. Tushnova)

mother's letter

Are you still alive, my old lady?
I'm alive too. Hello you, hello!
Let it flow over your hut
That evening unspeakable light.
They write to me that you, concealing anxiety,
She was very sad about me,
What do you often go on the road
In an old-fashioned dilapidated shushun.
And you in the evening blue darkness
We often see the same thing:
Like someone is in a tavern fight for me
He put a Finnish knife under the heart.
Nothing, dear! Calm down.
It's just painful bullshit.
I'm not such a bitter drunkard,
To die without seeing you.
I'm still so tender
And I only dream about
So that rather from rebellious longing
Return to our low house.
I'll be back when the branches spread
In spring, our white garden.
Only you me already at dawn
Don't wake up like eight years ago.
Don't wake up what was noted
Don't worry about what didn't come true -
Too early loss and fatigue
I have experienced in my life.
And don't teach me to pray. Do not!
There is no return to the old.
You are my only help and joy,
You are my only inexpressible light.
So forget your worries
Don't be so sad about me.
Don't go on the road so often
In an old-fashioned dilapidated shushun.

(S. Yesenin)

Mom

In the old Strauss waltz for the first time
We heard your silent call
Since then, all living things are alien to us
And the quick chime of the clock is gratifying.
We, like you, welcome the sunsets
Reveling in the nearness of the end.
All that we are rich on the best evening,
You put us in our hearts.
Tirelessly leaning towards children's dreams,
(Without you, only a month looked at them!)
You led your little ones by
Bitter life of thoughts and deeds.
From an early age, who is sad is close to us,
Laughter is boring and home shelter is alien
Our ship is not sent off in a good moment
And floats at the behest of all winds!
All paler azure island - childhood,
We are alone on deck.
Apparently sadness left a legacy
You, O mother, to your girls!

(M. Tsvetaeva)

I hope this selection will help you in choosing poems for the closest person. I wish you peace and good! Try to please your mothers with beautiful poems more often. And let them have only good mood and warm heart!

Anna Kutyavina, psychologist, storyteller, owner of the Fairy World website.

I thank Anya for a selection of wonderful poems about my mother. Don't forget to tell them simple words gratitude, and on occasion to read these lines of poetry. And now I propose to listen to a very touching song, which is dedicated to all mothers.

One day I told my friends
Once I said to my friends:
There are many good mothers in the world,
But not to be found, I swear
Such a mother as mine!
She bought for me
On the wheels of a horse
Saber, paints and an album...
But is that the point?
I love her so
Mommy, my mommy!

Poems about mom

I take care of my mother's work,
I help in any way I can.
Today mom for lunch
Cooked cutlets
And she said: "Listen,
Vyrychi, eat!”
I ate a little
Isn't it help?

You, Mom, are tired -
I would rest, lie down,
Read, tied
The TV would turn on
Maybe I sewed something
Washed, cooked
I would sweep the floor, wash ...
Well, you forgot peace -
Again and again you look sad
Either in a diary, or in a notebook!
And you sit next to me
And you pierce me with your eyes.
You're tired, mommy...
Yes, and I would ... Take a walk ...

Mom is loved by everyone in the world,
Mom is the first friend.
Not only children love mothers,
Love all around.
If anything happens
If suddenly trouble
Mommy comes to the rescue
Will always help out.
Mom a lot of strength, health
Gives to all of us.
So, really, there is no
Better than our mothers.

gift for mom
N. Bondarenko

gift for mom

I love my mom
I will give her a present.
I made a gift myself
From paper with paints.
I will give it to my mother
Hugging affectionately.

Mum
Roman Sef

Who to me
Will you sing a song?
Who shirt
Will I sew?
Who me
Feed tasty?
Who is laughing
Loudest of all
My hearing
Ringing laughter?
Who is sad
When I'm sad?..
Mum.

I love mom
L. Davydova

Mom brings me
toys, candy,
But I love my mom
Not for that at all.
funny songs
She sings
We are bored together
Never happens.
I open it
All your secrets.
But I love my mom
Not only for this.
I love my mom
I'll tell you straight
Well, just for
That she is my mother!

Multicolored gift

I am a colorful gift
I decided to give it to my mother.
I tried, I drew
Four pencils.
But first I'm on red
Pushed too hard
And then, for the red immediately
Purple broke
And then the blue broke
And the orange one broke...
All the same, the portrait is beautiful,
Because it's mom!

Who do we meet first
Coming to the white world, -
So this is our mother
She is not cuter.
All life revolves around her,
Our whole world is warmed by it,
All century she tries
Save us from troubles.
She is the support in the house,
Busy every hour.
And there is no one but
Who would love us so much.
So she has more happiness
And life is longer,
And joy is in her lot,
And less sad things!

Lullaby for mother
I. Chernetskaya

Mom worked for a long time:
All things, things, things...
Mom is so tired for the day
She lay down on the sofa.
I won't touch her
I'll just stand there.
Let her sleep a little -
I will sing a song to her.
I will be closer to my mother -
I love her very much!
It's a pity that he can't hear
Mom my song.
There is no better song.
Maybe sing louder to me
To mom this song
Was it heard in a dream? ..

I help mommy
I clean up at home:
I'll lose my dishes
I'll spill all the juice!

I love my mom
I'll help her today.
I'll lose my socks
I'll tear the tights!

Eyelashes
(G. Vieru)

I'll sleep next to my mother
I will stick my eyelashes to her.
You eyelashes, don't blink,
Don't wake up your mom.

About mommy

It was quiet in the house in the morning,
I wrote my mother's name on the palm of my hand.
Not in a notebook, on a piece of paper,
Not on a stone wall
I wrote my mother's name on my hand.
It was quiet in the house in the morning,
It got noisy during the day.
"What are you hiding in your palm?"
- They began to ask me.
I opened my hand, I held happiness.
(Agniya Barto)

I know four letters
What matters most in the world.
And I'll tell you straight away
These letters are the word MOM!

She is always important to us.
Regardless of the year.
She gives life to all of us
Quietly walks by.

Gives affection and warmth
Even if it's hard.
Protects us with the heart
And embraces the soul.

There is a lot hidden in the word "mother"
Caress, care and houses of the palace.
Delicious buns, cakes, donuts,
The best toys in the world.

Important advice, persuasions, notations
And sometimes different intonations.
Hidden joy and pleasure
Only love and, of course, birth.

I go hand in hand with my mother
I smile at everyone around.
And I keep my back straight
Like a pompous turkey.

I'm proud of my mom!
She is cozy and warm.
And I think it's the best!
How lucky my mom and I are!

Mom's smile is the best in the world!
There is a lot of affection and warmth in it.
If you go around our entire planet
Do not find a more reliable and stronger shoulder.

Mom will never leave in grief
Happiness will also share with us
And will always remain a strong support
And always embrace, and always forgive.

I write with white chalk
On the pavement the word "MAMA"
I will bring out the letters skillfully
Like an urgent telegram.

Mom at work in the morning
Will run past
And see how I can
Great to write!

There is no more important word in the world
There are only four beeches in it.
Like warm pajamas
Mom will always warm us.

Dad can't be mom
His mustache is growing
He does not apply blush
And his character is cool.

Mom is softer and more tender,
And bakes a tastier cake,
Heal when I'm sick
And get rid of anxiety!

Kiss, snuggle
And hug you warmly
Will not stop loving me in life
And always understand me!

Do you remember your very first rhyme that you yourself learned as a child and then happily proclaimed it everywhere? Most likely, it was a short poem about your mother, which you repeated for the hundredth or thousandth time, and your mother, with tenderness and love in her eyes, no matter what, listened to him for the hundredth time with bated breath.

Years have passed, today you, in the status of a mother with your child, are learning such a rhyme, only now you are expecting these emotions with bated breath. Even as an adult, you may remember some of them to tears even today, which you dedicated to your mother from your daughter, remember that first “thank you mom”. On this page, poems by famous authors have been collected and published, as well as the shortest poems for toddlers and older children composed by our team of authors, which the smallest children can easily learn (for more different poems, see the section). By the way, children are happy to learn, tell rhymes about mothers, which will be useful for holidays in kindergarten, which the teacher will be indescribably delighted with, to congratulate mother and grandmother on March 8, on Mother's Day, to congratulate her beloved mother on her birthday or on a professional holiday day.

Before choosing a particular verse for memorization, read them all to the child (do not rush to do this on the same day, depending on age, the child can get tired quickly), pay attention to his emotions, he will like one of them more everyone. Some of the selections for your child will seem very sad and touching, he will not want to learn them, while others are funny and cool - such children can easily repeat after reading. Therefore, let the baby himself choose the best little verses that he himself wants to repeat and will love to repeat it daily.

Short children's poems about a beloved mother for the youngest children

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I help mommy
I clean up at home:
I'll lose my dishes
I'll spill all the juice!

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Mommy and grandmother
I give you a poem.
Dear, good -
Most of all I love you!

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My mommy
The best in the world.
Makes me happy
Sweet candies.

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I love my mom
I'll help her today.
I'll lose my socks
I'll tear the tights!

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I am a hostess with my mother
We play patty together.
Then mom cooks to eat,
And I play and grow.

Mum(Y. Akim)
Mum! Love you so much
I don't know right!
I am a big ship
I will give the name "Mom".

Mom's portrait(G. Vieru)
I will wipe the glass and the frame
Because in the frame - mom.
I'll wipe the frame clean:
I really love my mom!

Eyelashes(G. Vieru)
I'll sleep next to my mother
I will stick my eyelashes to her.
You eyelashes, don't blink,
Don't wake up your mom.

My mum(V. Russu)
Many mothers in the world
Children love them with all their hearts.
There is only one mother
She is dearer to me than anyone.
Who is she? I will answer:
This is my mommy!
Mom caresses us ...
Mom caresses us
The sun warms.
The sun, like mom,
Only one happens.

My mum(N. Sakonskaya)
Once I said to my friends:
There are many kind mothers in the world,
But not to be found, I growl,
Such a mother as mine!
She bought for me
On the wheels of a horse,
Saber, paints and an album…
But is that the point?
I love her so
Mommy, my mommy!

Poems for Mother's Day

Mom's smile(T. Shorygina)
There is nothing sweeter
Mom's smile -
Like the light of the sun,
Darkness will dispel unsteady!
Like a twinkle,
gold fish
Will bring joy to the heart
Mom's smile!

Mom's help(N. Grozovsky)
I save my mother's work,
I help as much as I can.
Today mom for lunch
Cooked cutlets
And she said, "Listen,
help out, eat!"
I ate a little
Isn't it help?

Mother's day(G. Vieru)
Here is a snowdrop in the meadow,
I found it.
I'll take the snowdrop to my mother,
Even if it didn't bloom.
And me with a flower so gently
Mom hugged me
That my snowdrop opened
From her warmth.

Mother's day(Elena Blaginina)
I walk, I think, I look:
“What will I give my mother tomorrow?
Maybe a doll? Maybe some candy?"
Not!
Here's to you, dear, on your day
Scarlet flower - a light!

Mom's hands(Rodina M.)
They say that mom's hands are not simple,
They say mom has golden hands!
I'll take a closer look, I'll take a closer look
I stroke my mother’s hands - I don’t see gold.
Why are our factory people
They say mom has golden hands?
I won't argue, they can see better
After all, they work with my mother.

My mother's hands(Tatyana Shorygina)
My mother's hands
Pair of white swans:
So tender and so beautiful
So much love in them!
They fly all day
It's like they don't know.
Bring comfort to the house
A new dress will be sewn,
Caress, warm -
Mom's hands can do everything!

Mommy(R.Ubayt)
Who came to me in the morning? - Mommy.
Who said: "It's time to get up"? - Mommy.
Who managed to cook the porridge? - Mommy.
Tea - pour me into the bowl? - Mommy.
Who braided my hair? - Mommy.
Whole house swept one? - Mommy.
Who picked flowers in the garden? - Mommy.
Who kissed me? - Mommy.
Who childish loves laughter? - Mommy.
Who is the best in the world? - Mommy.

Mom is the sun
Mom is the sun
On the home side.
With mom in the house happiness and comfort.
Like notes-grains
Splashes on the bottom
I sing this song to my mother.

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I am a scarlet flower
On a small leaf
I'll draw, I'll give it to my mother.
mommy smiles,
And a dimple on the cheek.
I love sunshine mom.

Mom's medicine(A. Valeeva)
Mom frowns gloomily forehead, daughter got sick
Beat her all night chills, wet shirt
Mom is the best doctor in the world, daughters have a sore throat
She will quickly cure with honey and raspberries
She will put compresses on her, give her fresh milk to drink
Amazing bedtime stories for daughter to tell
And my daughter will have a dream that half the kingdom is ready
Even the king to give, Gvidon, for her medicine.

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Beloved mother, I congratulate you,
On Mother's Day, I wish you happiness and health.
You are in my heart, even if apart,
I always remember your tender hands.
May your every day be filled with light
Be warmed by the love of your relatives, like the sun.
I'm sorry, sometimes I upset you
Believe that involuntarily ... I reproach myself.

About mommy(Agniya Barto)
It was quiet in the house in the morning,
I wrote on the palm
Mother's name.

Not in a notebook, on a piece of paper,
Not on a stone wall
I wrote on my hand
Mother's name.

It was quiet in the house in the morning,
It got noisy during the day.
- What did you hide in your palm? -
They started asking me.

I opened my hand:
I kept happiness.

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I am a colorful gift
Decided to give it to my mom.
I tried to draw
Four pencils.
But first I'm on red
Pushed too hard
And then, behind the red immediately
Purple broke
And then the blue broke
And orange broke ...
Still a beautiful portrait
Because it's mom!

The popular verse Let's sit in silence"(E. Blaginina)

Mom is sleeping, she is tired ...
Well, I didn't play!
I don't start a top
And I sit down and sit.

My toys don't make noise
Quiet in an empty room
And on my mother's pillow
The beam is stealing golden.

And I said to the beam:
I also want to move.

Whatever I want!
But my mother is sleeping, and I am silent.

The beam darted along the wall,
And then slithered over me.
"Nothing," he whispered,
Let's sit in silence!"