Archive for the ‘Mother’s Day Poems’ Category

“…her children rise up and call her blessed…”

She embraces each day

ready, whatever may come

watching over all

entrusted into her care

She blesses all she touches

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With her hands she makes

designer clothes; she creates

and feeds her children

that which grows from her garden.

She manages her household

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She makes decisions

with the carefulness and thought

of one who is wise

governing business ventures

with prayer, confidence and grace

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Footnotes: This poem is my perspective of the woman portrayed in Proverbs, Chapter 31, Old Testament bible. She is a mother, a wife, a business woman, and a governess who is blessed because all that she does she does with God’s help, with the wisdom gained throughout her life. I chose to use this passage of scripture in Proverbs as an inspiration for these three verses of Tanka poetry to honor a Proverbs 31 woman and mother on Mother’s Day. My own mother was a woman and mother who exemplified the Proverbs 31 woman with these characteristics, and though she is now deceased I hope that I can be one of such character. To all mothers out there, I wish you a happy Mother’s Day.

Joyce E. Johnson © 2015


As beautiful as a rose

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There is no job more

worthy of honor or praise,

none more difficult;

~~~

None more deserving

of earning payment or raise

than that called ‘Mother.’

~~~

She gives of herself.

With her heart she nurtures those

she’s given to love.

~~~

She embraces life

because she cherishes what

she is blessed to have.

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HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL MOTHERS AND GRANDMOTHERS OUT THERE!

Joyce E. Johnson (2014)


A tribute to my mother on Mother’s Day

A tribute to my mother


She was a living example of personified grace

impeccably dressed and vain to a degree

with hazel gray eyes and a pleasant face

with hands that worked hard

and had many jobs.

When I was a child, sick or hurting

it was her hands that comforted my brow,

and it was her hands that guided

direction when firmly felt

affirming her place.

And when we were hungry

it was her hands

that prepared great meals

satisfying all, but all wanting more.

With her hands she taught me how to sew

when I didn’t want to learn,

and taught me how to cook and bake.

She taught me to be gracious,

and taught me how to pray,

how to be thankful for my blessings,

for simple gifts, large and small

and how to reach out to those in love

with kindness and a smile

how to be content with things I already had

and share with those who had much less

For all the things she was to me

and for all I learned from her

I thank God for the mother

I honor today.

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Joyce E. Johnson – 2013



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