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Beautiful Poem about our mothers...


Registered User
Feb 10, 2012
I had two mothers - two mothers I claim,
Two different people, yet with the same name.
Two separate woman, diverse by design,
But I loved them both because they were mine.

The first was the mother who carried me here,
Gave birth and nurtured and launched my career.
She was the one whose features I bear,
Complete with the facial expressions I wear.

She gave her love, which follows me yet,
Along with the examples in life she set.
As I got older, she somehow younger grew,
And we'd laugh just as mothers and daughters do.

But then came the time that her mind clouded so,
And I sensed that the Mother I knew would soon go.
So quickly she changed and turned into the other,
A stranger who dressed in the clothes of my Mother.

Oh, she looked the same, at least at arm's length,
But now she was the child and I was her strength.
We'd come full circle us women three,
My Mother the first, the second and me.

And if my own children should come to a day,
When a new Mother comes and the old goes away,
I'd ask of them nothing that I didn't do.
Love both of your Mother's as both loved you.


Registered User
Jul 22, 2013
East Yorkshire
That's lovely :). I went to see my dad today and there was a mug on his table which said 'The World's Greatest Daddy'. I said that was him, as he is my daddy. He thought about it and said 'a bit' so perhaps he still remembers he has a daughter, even if he claims only a bit of fatherhood :)