Children's poems about mom: a collection of the best children's poems. For my beloved mother, magic lines There is no better mother

holiday script, dedicated to the Day Mothers "My dear mother"

Author: Sinichkina Elena Sergeevna, teacher of MBDOU "Insar kindergarten "Solnyshko" Republic of Mordovia, Insar
Material Description: I offer you a script for a musical celebration dedicated to Mother's Day for children of all groups. material will be helpful music directors, educators, teachers of additional education.
Target: contribute to the creation of positive emotional impressions for all participants of the event
Tasks: to promote the manifestation of independence and the creative performance of songs of a different nature; to cultivate love and respect for the dearest person - mother.
Requisites:
Stage costumes.
Use of phonograms for songs, dances.
Gifts for moms.
Previous work: Conversation with children about mother, family; viewing family albums; reading books about mother learning poems, songs, proverbs, sayings about mom.
Leading: Good evening, dear mothers! Your children dedicate today's concert to you - the most beautiful, the most tender, the most caring, the most beloved! Your children want to warm you with their warmth on this cold, autumn evening, they want you to rest a little and smile, because they all tried so hard to give you a holiday. Happy holiday to you dear mothers! Happy Mother's Day"!
Angels have descended from the sky
To congratulate our mothers
Angels have descended from the sky
To dance for you!
"Dance of the Angels" children of the senior group
Leading: There are countless stars in the sky - they burn and shine.
And our stars are here! These are our children!
Our dear mothers - the smallest guys want to congratulate you. Meet them as soon as possible, they are hurrying to us here.
Song "Stomping baby"
Child: We give our mothers our love
We will sing a song for them today.
Dance: "Okay"
Leading: Even though small children
Not far behind the big ones
In "Mom's holiday" moms too
And dance and sing!
Exit children second ml. groups
Child: I watered the flower
My flower is red.
I give it to my mom.
Mom I love you.
Child: We are gathered here today
To congratulate moms
Great happiness and health
We sincerely wish you!
Child: Kind, gentle most,
You are not in the world of relatives
How nice to be with mom
With my dear mother!
Child: I'm for you, dear
I will sing this song.
You are the most beautiful, I know
I love you very much!
Song "MAME"
Dance: "I have, you have ..."
Leading: Our mother and father's mothers are visiting us today,
- What are they called?
Our next word of gratitude is addressed to you, our dear grandmothers! How many times in life your wisdom has helped and will help us again. You will always give advice, find time to listen to us and never give bad advice..
Dear grandmothers! Congratulations to your grandchildren.
- Exit of children of the middle group
Child: Grandma is with us in the house,
Grandma lives.
Our mother grandmother
Calls Mom.
Child: Grandma is like the sun
Everyone will warm with a look,
How well the grandchildren
Next to grandma!
Child: Grandmother, my dear,
More than anything in the world, I love you.
Child: We wish you health, we wish you well
Live long - long, we all need you!
Child: dear grandmothers,
Our mothers and fathers mothers,
We want to congratulate you
I will dedicate a song to you
The song "I'm with my grandmother. I've been friends for a long time"
Dance "Gentlemen" preparatory group
Leading: For you, our mothers.
Let the flowers bloom
The sun gives its rays
May your dreams come true soon!
Let every day be festive
And wonderful, like in a fairy tale!
There will be a cheerful joyful life,
Good sweet and beautiful!
The exit of the children of the older group
Child:- Mommy dear, I love you
I'll pick flowers, I'll give them to you.
I'll draw the sun for my mom,
Let it shine through the window, it will be more fun for her
Child: Mother's Day is celebrated all over the country today,
One thing in the world is clear to me - I adore my mother!
She is my favorite, there is no stronger in the world!
She has comfort, she has family, I love her for that!
Child: Mom, like a sorceress, if she smiles -
Every wish comes true for me.
Mom kisses - the bad is forgotten,
Our fun day starts right away!
Child: Dear mother, kind mother.
Mommy, dearest mommy.
Beloved mothers are adored by children.
Mom's smile is the best in the world!
Child: How much light in the house, how much beauty!
There are already flowers on the table for mom.
I love my mother so much - I can’t find words!
Gently kiss, sit in a chair.
Let mother not know grief and worries,
May the holiday last a whole year for mom!
Child: I love you, mom - for what, I don’t know
Probably because I breathe and dream
And I rejoice in the sun, and a bright day -
For this, I love you dear.
For the sky, for the wind, for the air around ...
I love you mom, you are my best friend.
Song "Mom" senior group
Presenter:- The autumn rain does not let,
He plays hide and seek with us.
We'll outsmart him
We will not let it drip for a long time.
We are not afraid of any rain,
We have a naughty umbrella.
Dance with umbrellas middle group
A child reads a poem preparatory group
"Little Bunny" E. Starishko
The little hare smiled at his mother:
- I love you like this! - and spread his hands.
- And that's how I love you! - his mother told him
She spread her hands and also showed.


He crouched down and jumped high like a ball.
- I love you like this! the bunny laughed.
And then in response to him, having run up, dashingly,
- That's how I love you! - jumped the hare.
- This is a lot, - the hare whispered,
- It's a lot, a lot, a lot, but not too much.
- I love you like this! the bunny smiled
And somersaulted on the grass-ant.
- And that's how I love you! - Mommy said
Tumbled, hugged and kissed.
- This is a lot, - the hare whispered,
- It's a lot, a lot, a lot, but not too much.
- Do you see the tree growing right next to the river?
I love you like this! You understand, mother.
And mom can see the whole valley in her arms.
- That's how I love you! mother told her son.
So a merry day passed, at the hour when it was getting dark,
The yellow-white moon appeared in the sky.
At night, children need to sleep even in our fairy tale.
The bunny whispered to his mother, closing his eyes:
- From the earth to the moon, and then back -
That's how much I love you! Isn't it clear?
Having tucked a blanket on all sides of the bunny,
Quietly, before going to bed, my mother whispered:
- It's very, very much, it's so nice,
When they love to the moon, and then back!
Leading: Today in our hall there are mothers of many children. Let's give them a round of applause! Being a "mom" is a lot of work...
And being a mother of three, four, five children is a huge job! Today, our manager will present diplomas to mothers of many children for their inexhaustible love for children.
Awarding diplomas to mothers of many children.
Leading: Please accept our warm applause once again.
Poems preparatory group
Child: We congratulate our mothers
Beautiful and beloved.
We always want to see you
Healthy and happy!
Child: Mother's day today.
And the children will say together:
Dear mothers,
You are the best in the world!
Child: We want to give you
Drawings and flowers!
thank you tell you
Sons and daughters.
Child: Mom's hands are warm
Mom's eyes are light
Mom's fairy tale in a dream
Mom's genes in me
Mom's thoughts are with me
My earthly bow to my mother.
The song "Zorenka is more beautiful"
Leading: There are a lot of good words in the world,
But one is kinder and more important than all.
Of the two syllables, the simple word MOM.
And there are no words more necessary than it.
Among our mothers there are mothers who raise their children alone, without anyone's help. Let's support these persistent and courageous ladies with warm applause!
Presenter: So that you all smile today
Your children have worked hard for you.
Accept our congratulations,
Watch the performances of the children.
Scene "Who was sitting on the street .." preparatory group
Leading: And now it's time for you
We start a friendly dance.
Here are the kids
You will dance from the heart!
Clap your hands loudly
Our feet will stomp.
Dance "Taki-Taki" senior group
Presenter: We walked different paths in life
No matter how many winters and how many years
But this truth has long been known:
There is no person more dear than mother!
Final song "Mom, Mom"
Presenter: Dear mothers, once again we congratulate you on the holiday and wish you all the brightest and kindest! May the smiles of your children always warm you!
After all, children are the eternal engine of our lives.
Leading: Today we sang and danced.
Congratulations to mothers and grandmothers..
We have been waiting for this hour, cheerful, sonorous, bright,
We invite you to the group to give gifts there!

Children's poems about mom: the best poems for children from 3 to 7 years old, famous and not very famous, from films and from children's readers, for kids and for older children. Children's musical film in verse "Mom".

But do not forget that no matter how wonderful these verses are, these are still other people's words - the words of a poet. And every person always wants to hear exactly your words, coming from the bottom of my heart and from the bottom of my heart and being born right now, at this moment, the moment when we congratulate our mother. Let them not be as beautiful as these poems, but they will be yours!

Let's say kind words to each other, and then there will be much more smiles and joy in the world! Let's love each other! And let's teach kids to be kind and give joy to loved ones, take care of them!

Children's poems about mom: a collection of the best children's poems

Children's poems about mom: poems for the little ones (2-3 years old)

In this section I have collected the simplest and shortest poems. You can memorize them and read them at a holiday or write them on a postcard - congratulations to your mother.

Mum. Ya Akim

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

With mom in the city. S. Wheat

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?

Red apple. E. Stekvashova

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

Mom's portrait. G. Vieru

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!

Mom's gift. O. Chusovitina

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!

The poem is a game "Everyone will congratulate his mother in his own way ..". M. Evensen

This poem is a play on words. You read, and the kid finishes the lines, naming the little animals and imitating them. And then there is this song. You will find her audio recording after the text.

Everyone in their own way
Congratulate mom,
Listen, listen like:
Mu-u - calves,
Pi-and - mice,
And the pigs are like this: oink-oink!
Everyone in their own way
Congratulate mom,
Listen, listen like:
Be-be - lambs,
Chiv-chirik - birds,
And the cubs are like this: uh-uh!
Everyone in their own way
Congratulate mom,
Listen, listen like:
meow kittens,
Av-av - puppies,
And the foals like this: wow!
sweet mommy
We all congratulate
In his song for her
Let's say very
Let's say very
We love her very much.

Children's poems about mom: poems for kids 4 years old

How many stars in a clear sky! M. Tank

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. V. Shugraeva

I will plant a sprout in a pot,
I'll put it on the window.
Hurry, sprout
Open the flower
He really needs me.

The winds blow outside the window
With snowy winter
But will be higher
Every day
Grow my flower.

When is the calendar
Spring time will come
Eighth of March
I will give
I am my mother's flower!

Nina Pikuleva

How good is that!
Don't rush anywhere
Don't be silent
And don't get angry
So that's just
Next to mom
Walk side by side with mom
See the sun in the sky
And take it home!

Mum. K. Kubilinskas

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
There is no better mother!

Who loves us dearly? I. Arseev

Who loves us dearly?
Mom mom.
Who wakes us up in the morning?
Mom mom.
Does he read books to us?
Mom mom.
Does he sing songs?
Mom mom.
Who hugs us?
Mom mom.
Praise and caress
Mom mom.

My mum. P. Sinyavsky

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!

My mum. Cuban song translated by V. Kryuchkov

Just wake up, I smile
The sun kisses me tenderly.
I look at the sun - I see my mother,
The sun is my dear mother!
Evening is coming, I'll go to bed soon,
And the wind shakes the early star.
Again I hear the song of the stars:
My dear mother sings!

Children's poems about mom: poems for children 5-7 years old

Simple word. I. Maznin

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

Twinkle. E. Blaginina

Creeps behind the window
Frosty day.
Standing on the window
Flower-light.

crimson color
petals bloom,
As if really
Fires lit up.

I water it
its shore,
give him
Nobody can!

He's very bright
It's very good
Very much for my mother
Like a fairy tale!

Mum. R. Sef

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!

Mommy. R. Ubayt

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

Song about mother. Yuri Entin

This song was featured in the movie Mom.

Mom is the first word
Mom gave life
The world gave me and you.
It happens - sleepless night
Mom is crying slowly
How is the daughter, how is her son -
Only in the morning my mother will fall asleep.

Mom is the first word
The main word in every destiny.
Mom gave life
The world gave me and you.
Mother earth and sun
Life gave me and you
It happens - if it happens suddenly
In your house, grief is trouble,
Mom is the best, reliable friend -
Will be with you always.

Mom is the first word
The main word in every destiny.
Mom gave life
The world gave me and you.
Mother earth and sun
Life gave me and you
It happens - you become more mature
And like a bird you will fly high
Whoever you are, know that you are for mom,
As always, sweet baby.

Mom is the first word
The main word in every destiny.
Mom gave life
The world gave me and you.

It seems to me that not a single kid or adult can remain indifferent to this musical fairy tale and to this song about mom. Therefore, I decided to give everyone a small gift here and post the full version of this children's musical film in verse "Mom" (1976), which you can watch right now :). Brilliant film that touches the soul. Brilliant cast, heartfelt song, beautiful costumes and memorable poems. The song "Mom" still touches the soul to tears. This children's film based on the fairy tale "The Wolf and the Seven Kids" is the favorite in many families. I wish you a pleasant viewing!

That would be like mom. M. Sadovsky.

My mom sings
Always at work
And I always give her
Help with the hunt!
dreaming
Looks like mom
I become.
I am learning to iron
And cook
And erase
And I wipe the dust
And I'm sweeping the floor...
I dream.
I dream.
I dream
I dream...
I dream
Like Mom,
Know how to do everything
And maybe
Like Mom,
I will learn to sing.

Talk about mom. N.Sakonskaya

A poem for children, but so wise and pure, deep and sincere!

From the heart,
In simple words
Come on friends
Let's talk about mom.

We love her
How good friend,
For what we have
All together with her

For what, when
We're having a hard time
We can cry
At the native shoulder.

We love her for
What sometimes
Are getting stricter
In the wrinkles of the eyes

But it is worth confessing
Come head -
Wrinkles will disappear
The storm will pass.

For what is always
Without concealment and directly
We can trust
She has her heart.

And just for
That she is our mother
We are strong and gentle
We love her.

All she. Ivan Kosyakov

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?
- Golden Mom.
If, children, you are lazy,
Disobedient, playful,
What happens sometimes
Who is shedding tears then?
- "That's all she is, my dear."

Resentment. E. Moshkovskaya

I offended my mother.
Now never ever
We won't leave the house together
We don't go anywhere with her.
She won't wave out the window
I won't wave either.
She won't say anything
I won't tell either...
I'll take the bag by the shoulders
I will find a piece of bread
I'll take a stick stronger
I'll leave, I'll go to the taiga!
I will follow the trail
In a terrible, terrible frost.
And across the stormy river
I will build a bridge.
And I will be the chief
And I'll be with a beard
And I will always be sad
And so silent...
And then there will be a winter evening,
And so many years will pass
And here's a jet plane
Mom will take the ticket.
And on my birthday
That plane is coming!
And mom will come out of there,
And my mother will forgive me.

This poem is very famous, but few people know that a whole children's cartoon “And Mom Will Forgive Me” was based on it with songs by famous Soviet composers. The cartoon still turned out quite unchildish. In my opinion, this is more of a cartoon for us adults — a cartoon about how children grow up and how they want to feel big and important, adults and independent as soon as possible. But still, how they love us and remain babies! Here is the cartoon based on the poem.

Read to me, mom! Irina Tokmakova.

When my mother reads a book to me,
Not at all what I read myself.
Although I know all the letters perfectly
And I have already read Aibolit myself.
But if mom sits next to a book,
How interesting to listen to this book!
Like a brave captain in a river,
Who is not afraid of evil pirates,
That's right - I'm on my own!
Or I go on patrol at the border,
Or in a rocket heading for the sun
And the fearless astronaut is also me,
I beg you, you read to me, mother,
Today I seem to become a bird
And save poor Thumbelina!

A warm, kind relationship to the mother is laid in the family. And it is very important that in the family the child feels mutual support, love, which he cannot feel anywhere else. One of the most classic and best poems for children about mom is very serious and deep, but accessible and understandable even to small children. This is a poem by A. Maykov.

About mom. E. Karganova.

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

I sat, sat, was silent.
Someone knocked on the door.
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!

Mom is on a business trip. S. Makhotin.

I took my mother to the station in the morning
And all her way
to Moscow
traced.
While I gnawed a carrot,
Mom passed Popovka.

I trampled in a puddle with a boot,
And the train stopped in Bologoye.

When I drew pictures
Flickered outside the windows of Khimki.

I lit the lamp...
At this moment
"Moscow!" the conductor announced.

And then the phone rang:
"I'll be back soon!
Don't worry son!"

It is very important that the baby knows how to take care of his mother. And this is also taught by children's poems.

Mom is sleeping, she is tired. 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.
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.

About mommy. L. Kasimova.

Who cherished my dolls
I sewed funny clothes,
Helped me cradle them
And played toys with me?

My mommy!

Who gave me advice
When you fall and hurt
And wiped away my tears,
He said: "Don't cry, that's enough..."?

My mommy!

Who read me fairy tales at night,
Leaning over me a little
(And I closed my eyes,
And I was so calm)?

My mommy!

Who carried me to bed
Wishing you good night
He whispered to me softly, sweetly:
"Sleep soon, daughter!"?

My mommy!

Who is the smartest in the world
Do not find her a better glory,
The kindest, the wisest?
- Well, of course, my
MOTHER!"

Mom is a true friend. M. Sadovsky.

It's getting dark outside the window
And the evening yawned on the go.
From kindergarten I hurry faster
I'm going to my beloved mother!

Chorus
Mommy will smile
And brighter around
Because mom-
The best friend!

It was a happy and sad day
So many things happen during the day
And mommy really, really needs me
Quickly tell about everything.

My mother understands everything
It's not even a problem for her.
And if, it happens, he scolds me,
So this is always the case.

It was completely dark outside the window,
But we don't turn on the fire
Here mommy sat down quietly next to
And only listens to me!

And, of course, speaking of mom, one cannot help but recall the famous cartoon about mom for the little ones - “Mom for a Mammoth”.

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Website "Mom can do anything!" collected the most beautiful poems about mother for children. They can be used as congratulations on Mother's Day, March 8 or Mom's Birthday. These verses will be pleased to hear every woman from her children.

Mom

I will plant a sprout in a pot,
I'll put it on the window.
Hurry, sprout
Open the flower -
He really needs me.

Winds rush outside the window
With snowy winter
But will be higher
Every day
Grow my flower.

When is the calendar
Spring time will come
Eighth of March
I will give
I am my mother's flower!

(V. Shugraeva)

I wake up today at dawn
Brushes, paints I will get again,
I'll draw on a big, big easel
Your greatest love

I'll draw my mother today
Her eyes that always shine with kindness,
Her cheeks that I kiss so often
Her hands that caress in bad weather!

I wake up today at dawn -
I won't miss this moment today.
I'll draw my mother on an easel
Because I love her!

Resentment

I offended my mother.
Now never ever
We won't leave the house together
We don't go anywhere with her.
She won't wave out the window
I won't wave either.
She won't say anything
I won't tell either...
I'll take the bag by the shoulders
I will find a piece of bread
I'll take a stick stronger
I'll leave, I'll go to the taiga!
I will follow the trail
In a terrible, terrible frost.
And across the stormy river
I will build a bridge.
And I will be the chief
And I'll be with a beard
And I will always be sad
And so silent...
And then there will be a winter evening,
And so many years will pass
And here's a jet plane
Mom will take the ticket.
And on my birthday
That plane is coming!
And mom will come out of there,
And my mother will forgive me.

(E. Moshkovskaya)

Mom can do anything!
All children are proud of their mother!
My dad is good too
But without your mother you will be lost.

Who will cook delicious porridge for me?
Who will braid the hair?
Who will tell me a story?
Who will sing me a song?

Who will blow on the knee
What if I suddenly fall?
I'm going to hug my mom
I can't live without her!

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?
- Golden Mom.
If, children, you are lazy,
Disobedient, playful,
What happens sometimes
Who is shedding tears then?
- "That's it, dear."

(Ivan Kosyakov)

My mom is the best!
She has a cheerful laugh
Mom is so smart
Mom knows everything!

Whatever you ask, you will get an answer.
How many planets are in the sky?
What do monkeys eat in the morning?
Do elephants wear panties?

When I grow up big
I read many books
To become smart like a mother,
And know the answers to everything.

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)

Love Mom while she laughs...
And her eyes burn with warmth ...
And her voice pours into your soul ...
Holy water, pure as a tear...
Love Mom - because she is alone in the world ...
Who loves you and is constantly waiting for ...
She always greets with a smile...
She alone will forgive you and understand.

Song about mother

Mum!
First word,
main word
In every destiny
Mum
Earth and Sky -
The world gave
Me and you.

It just so happens
If it happens
Trouble in the house
mother's hands,
Mom's heart
Near always.
Mom's hands
Gently caress -
It will get warmer.
Mom's heart
Flare with love -
Get brighter!

You become an adult
And like a bird
You will fly away.
Only for mom
You, as before,
Cute baby.
Sleepless at night
Mom, maybe
Quietly cry...
Where is my son?
Where is my daughter?
How does he live there?

Another song about mom

Thank you my mom!

You are near, and everything is fine:
And rain and cold wind.
Thank you my mom
For the fact that you are in the world!

Mum!

First word,
main word
In every destiny
Mum
Earth and Sky -
The world gave
Me and you.
(Yu. Entin)

Mom

Thank you for your love and kindness
Which you always surrounded me.
Thank you for your favorite stories
What did you read every evening then.

Thank you for your great kindness
For the fact that you once gave me life.
Forgive me, mom, I'm sorry for the negligence,
I won't do it again, I understand everything.

I'm sorry for the mistakes I made
For all the grief, dear, I'm sorry.
After all, in life you met them, and a lot,
On this long and difficult journey.

Now, my dear, I promise
That I will continue to listen to you and take care of you.
Live long, long. I wish you
Health, good luck, smiles and meetings.

(Irina Polyakova)

Talk about mom

From the heart,
In simple words
Come on friends
Let's talk about mom.
We love her
Like a good friend
For what we have
All together with her
For what, when
We're having a hard time
We can cry
At the native shoulder.

We love her for
What sometimes
Are getting stricter
Wrinkled eyes.
But it is worth confessing
Come head -
Wrinkles will disappear
The storm will pass.

For what is always
Without concealment and directly
We can trust
She has her heart.
And just for
That she is our mother
We are strong and gentle
We love her.
(N. Sakonskaya)

Mum

Cold wind blows in the sails
Fog descends on the sea melting,
And I close my eyes
And as if in a fairy tale I'm flying home.

And the white sail carries me into the distance,
My ship of city and country passes,
In which life sings like a nightingale,
And my mother's love and tenderness blows to me.

(Livshits Semyon Efimovich)

Mom and Motherland are very similar ...

Mom and Motherland are very similar:
Mom is beautiful, Motherland too!
You look closely: mom's eyes
The colors are the same as the sky.

Mom's hair is like wheat
What is earing in the endless fields.
Mom's hands are warm and tender,
They remind me of a ray of sunshine.

If mom sings a song, then she
A cheerful and sonorous stream echoes ...
So it should be: what is dear to us,
Reminds me of our mothers.
(A. Starikov)

Mom's hands

Mom, like the sun, has warm hands,
So gently they know how to caress,
Heal the pain, relieve the boredom
Ready to hug at any moment.
Playing, my hair will gently ruffle,
They bake pies on the weekend in the morning,
And fun legs tickle in bed,
When I don't want to wake up myself.
Iron all dresses, shirts and trousers
And then another job will be found ...
I stroke my mother's tired hands, -
Let them get some rest.
(I. Morozova)

Who loves you guys...

Who loves you, kids,
Who loves you so tenderly?
Without closing the eyes of the night,
Is everything taking care of you?
Mom dear!

Who shakes the cradle for you,
Who amuses you with a song
Or tells a fairy tale
Who gives you toys?
Mom is golden!

If you guys are lazy
Disobedient, playful,
As it happens sometimes
Who is shedding tears then?
She is all native!
(A. Maykov)

Mum!

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

(Oleg Bundur)

Kindness

Busy with good deeds at home
Kindness quietly walks around the apartment.
Good morning with us
Good afternoon and good hour,
Good evening, good night
It was good yesterday.
And where, you ask,
So much kindness in the house
What of this kindness
Flowers take root
Fish, hedgehogs, chicks?
I will answer you directly:
It's mom, mom, mom!
(L. Nikolaenko)

Let's sit in silence

Mom is sleeping, she is tired ...
Well, I didn't play!
I don't start a top
I sat 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 towards me.
"Nothing," he whispered,
Let's sit in silence!"
(E. Blaginina)

iron health

I take three popsicles,
I chew icicles and ice
I go without a hat and hands
I put it in cold water.

Iron health straight:
I can't get sick
So that a kind, gentle mother
She could sit with me.

(Oleg Bundur)

Lullaby for mother

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 by.
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. Chernitskaya)

Where mom, there I

Me and mom
In the whole world -
True the best
Friends.
I'm with mum
in tow,
Where is mom
There I am.
Together in the kitchen
And in the barn
In the garden
And in the garden
We eat together
Let's play
And we swim
In the pond.
(O. Driz
Per. from Jewish T. Spendiarova)

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)

Mom is near

Autumn, spring,
Summer and winter
Who is next to you
Next to you?
In the joy of any
In sorrow, any
Who is next to you
Next to you?
At night and in the morning
Today, like yesterday
Who wishes you
Any good?
(A. Kondratiev)

Our song with dad

What's on our way
scary pit
Or danger
From the corner, -
If only mom
If only mom
If only mom
Was at home!
We are on top
Let's get straight in
Won't scare
Steep rock -
If only mom
If only mom
If only mom
Waiting at home!
We trampled
There are many paths
planet soon
Becomes small -
If only mom
If only mom
If only mom
Was with us!
(A. Kondratiev)

Our mothers are the most beautiful

The song flies into the blue sky
From the big school window.
Our mothers are the most, the most beautiful,
Spring gave them a song.

Winter no longer smokes powder,
The sun is peeking into our classroom.
Our mothers are the best, the best -
Who knows better than us!

White as swan feathers
Fluffy clouds float in the distance.
Our mothers are the most, most beloved
In a world full of stars and cornflowers!

Rainbows play with iridescence,
They shine over the expanses of the earth ...
Our mothers are the happiest -
We read it in their eyes!

(M. Plyatskovsky)

You are the best in the world, mom

I love your ringing laugh
Mum,
You are the best in the world
Mum!
Open the doors to a fairy tale
Mum,
Give me a smile
Mum!

If you sing a song
Mum,
That will hear the rain
Mum,
"WITH Good morning" tell me,
Mum,
The sun will shine in the window
Mum!

Watching the stars from above
Mum,
It's good that you are near
Mum.
Smile, sing songs
Mum,
I will always be with you
Mum!
(M. Plyatskovsky)

without mom

Carousel in our house:
Kissel flows in a stream,
Plates on the table
They jump like squirrels.

Masha is looking for a cat,
The cat is looking for a bowl
Misha is looking for dad
Dad is looking for a hat.

And no one finds anything!
Misha whimpers,
Masha is crying
The cat is sick of the white light! ..
What does that mean guys?

It means that mom is not at home!

Here is mom. Finally!
Everything falls into place.

(E. Serova)

Mommy

Who came to me in the morning?
Mommy.
Who said: "It's time to get up"?
Mommy.
Who managed to cook porridge?
Mommy.
Tea - pour into a 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.

(W. Rajab)

without mom

Carousel in our house:
Kissel flows in a stream,
Plates on the table
They jump like squirrels.

Masha is looking for a cat,
The cat is looking for a bowl
Misha is looking for dad
Dad is looking for a hat.

And no one finds anything!
Misha whimpers,
Masha is crying
The cat is sick of the white light! ..
What does that mean guys?

It means that mom is not at home!

Here is mom. Finally!
Everything falls into place.

(Elena Serova)

Eyelashes

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

(G. Vieru)

Mum

Mom caresses
Mom will cheer.
If it breaks
It will always forgive.

With her I'm not afraid
No villain.
There is no better and better
My mothers!

Favorite Mom

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

(E. Stekvashova)

Mum

Mom, very very
I love you!
So love that at night
I don't sleep in the dark.
I peer into the darkness
I'm in a hurry.
I love you all the time
Mommy, I love it!
Here the dawn shines.
It's already dawn.
Nobody in the world
There is no better mom!

(K. Kubilinskas)

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)

Mum

Mom's dresses
Well right
Do not count.
Blue is
And there is green
There is blue
With big flowers
Each serves
In my own way, my mother.

It goes away
She's at the factory
In this to the theater
And he goes to visit
Sitting in this
Busy drawing...
Each serves
In my own way, my mother.

thrown carelessly
On the back of the bed
Old, shabby
Mom's robe.
I serve it
Take care mom
And why -
Guess yourself:
If he puts on
colored robe,
So all evening
Stay with me.

(G. Demykina)

That would be like mom

My mom sings
Always at work
And I always give her
Help with the hunt!

dreaming
Looks like mom
I become.
I am learning to iron
And cook
And erase
And I wipe the dust
And I'm sweeping the floor...
I dream, I dream.

I dream, I dream...
I dream
Like Mom,
Know how to do everything
And maybe
Like Mom,
I will learn to sing.

(M. Sadovsky)

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)

Mom's help

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

(N. Grozovsky)

What does mom smell like?

Saturdays in spirits
Smells like mom's clothes
So they go to mom -
And spirits, and theater.

Sunday - pancakes
Breakfast - here it is, ready!
He suits his mother so well
That smell of pancakes.

Monday - business
Immediately our house smelled
He suits his mother so
That smell of papers.

But I will say, between us,
I'll tell you in secret:
I am native to my mother
I fit the most!

(O. Bundur)

What kind of mother

When mom puts on an outfit,
Hanged in the closet under the cover,
Dad is terribly happy:
You are simply a gorgeous woman!

If mom is wearing a bathrobe
And something is stirring in the pan,
Dad comes in and is happy again:
- You are a very nice woman!

When we are on the beach and mom is walking
Along the sea with pebble coastal,
Dad looks with his mouth open:
“You are just a goddess—not a woman!”

It seems to me: at least put your mom in a jacket
With some kind of paint smell,
Dad will watch every day
And rejoice!

(O. Bundur)

Take care of mom

If mom is not at home,
Very, very sad.
If mom is gone for a long time,
That lunch is tasteless.
If mom is not around
It's cold in the apartment
If mom is not around,
Bad in the whole world.
If mom is far away
It is very difficult for children.
I'll tell you straight:
- Take care of your mother!

(E. Ranneva)

Mum

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!"

(V. Borisov)

About mom

Our mother is like spring:
The way the sun laughs
The way the summer breeze
Touches my head.
That gets a little angry
As if a cloud ran
Just like a rainbow, she:
Look - and shine!
Like a caring spring
Do not sit down, do not get tired.
Here she comes home
And then spring will come.

(S. Ivanova)

Mum

Make in the light
we can do a lot
in the depths of the sea
and in space too.

Let's go to the tundra
and to hot deserts,
even the weather
let's change it!

Affairs and roads
there will be a lot in life ...
Let's ask ourselves:
Well, where do they start?

Here it is, our answer,
The correct one:
Everything we live
It starts with mom!

(A. Kostecki)

If mom is around

If mom is nearby, the world of miracles is full,
You don't need anything if mom is here
I'll take her by the hand,
I will not give my mother to anyone in the world.

If mom is nearby, the world is flooded with sun,
She will help me in everything, she will forgive everything,
He will tell me a story, sing a song,
If mom is around, she will understand everything.

I won't cry if I fall
Mom will be there, take away the trouble,
Kiss you hard and hug you to your chest
If mom is nearby, the pain will immediately go away.

If my mother is at home, I will play with her,
Everything, of course, is more fun to do with mom,
I do not hide anything from my mother,
I never get tired of playing with her.

If my mother is near me, I'm not afraid of rain,
Even if it rains with hail, so what
I will never cry again
If mom is nearby, the rain does not matter.

If mom is nearby, then I can do everything,
I protect my mother from all sorrows,
I fall asleep to her songs.
Let my mother dream in a dream.

(T. Frolova)

Quarrel with mom

Mom was rude to Nikita,
And now she's angry!
It is necessary, without a doubt,
To apologize!

Although Nikita was stubborn,
Still goes to mom.
After all, not life, but just grief,
If you get into a fight with your mom!

Who will hug you tenderly?
Only mom, of course!
She will forgive you everything
And give you candy.

Sorry Nikita,
And the insult is forgotten!
Things are going well
If mom is happy!

(E. Popova)

mothers

Moms love to eat jam
Sitting in the dark in the kitchen
Sing while dancing on Sunday
If no one sees them.

Moms love to measure puddles,
Finding them in the hot summer
Forget the keys to the door
And then loiter somewhere.

Moms like to sleep on Saturday
And sculpt elephants out of snow
And skip work
And in the winter without a hat to run.

Moms love to chew on candy.
And ride the tram
But they are silent about it
Why?
Nobody knows…

(D. Gerasimova)

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.

(Agniya Barto)

The happiest

The sun came out
Glittering in the meadow.
I'm towards the sun
I run on the grass.
And white daisies
I vomit on the fly.
I will make a wreath
I'll weave the sun.

The day sparkles with joy
Beckons me into the distance
I need a rainbow
merrily ringing,
By the river under the willow
I hear the nightingale
The happiest
This morning I!

I collected in my hands
pure dew,
Rainbow and sun
I carry it in my hands!
And flowers over the river
Song and dawn -
Everything that I meet in the morning
I will give mom!

(K. Ibryaev)

Mom is a true friend

It's getting dark outside the window
And the evening yawned on the go.
I'm in a hurry from kindergarten,
I'm going to my beloved mother!
Mommy will smile
And brighter around
Because mommy
The best friend!
It was a happy and sad day
So many things happen during the day
And mommy really, really needs me
Quickly tell about everything.
My mother understands everything
It's not even a problem for her.
And if, it happens, he scolds me,
So this is always the case.
It was completely dark outside the window,
But we don't turn on the fire
Here mommy sat down quietly next to
And only listens to me!

(M. Sadovsky)

If I were a girl

If I were a girl
I wouldn't waste my time!
I wouldn't jump on the street
I'd 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)

Who loves us dearly?

Who loves us dearly?
Mom mom.
Who wakes us up in the morning?
Mom mom.
Reads books to us
Mom mom.
Humming songs
Mom mom.
Who hugs us?
Mom mom.
Praise and caress
Mom mom.

(I. Arseev)

My mum

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!

(P. Sinyavsky)

About mommy

Who cherished my dolls
I sewed funny clothes,
Helped me cradle them
And played toys with me?
- My mommy!
Who gave me advice
When you fall and hurt
And wiped away my tears,
He said: "Don't cry, that's enough..."?
- My mommy!
Who read me fairy tales at night,
Leaning over me a little
(And I closed my eyes,
And I was so calm)?
- My mommy!
Who carried me to bed
Wishing you good night
He whispered to me softly, sweetly:
"Sleep soon, daughter!"?
- My mommy!
Who is the smartest in the world
Do not find her a better glory,
The kindest, the wisest?
- Well, of course, my mother!

(Larisa Kasimova)

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, behind the red immediately
Purple broke
And then the blue broke
And orange broke ...
Still a beautiful portrait
Because it's mom!

(P. Sinyavsky)

On March 8, little son
I embroidered a handkerchief for my beloved mother,
He embroidered, worked, pricked his palm,
But by March 8, I embroidered a little!

This is the gift he holds in his hand,
A white dove is embroidered on a scarf!
The guests were surprised, mother has no daughters,
Who embroidered her handkerchief so beautifully?

Women's Day

Mother's Day is coming
Women's Day is coming!
I know that my mother loves roses very much,

poppies and lilacs!
But there are no lilacs in March,

roses and poppies can not get ...
But you can on a piece of paper

draw all the flowers!
I pin this picture

I'm at my mother's table.
In the morning I will hug and kiss my dear mother

And Happy Women's Day!

I am my beloved mother

I am my beloved mother
I will give gifts:
I will embroider a handkerchief for her.
Like a living flower!
I'll 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.

I love mom

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!

(L. Davydova)

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)

without mom

Carousel in our house:
Kissel flows in a stream,
Plates on the table
They jump like squirrels.

Masha is looking for a cat,
The cat is looking for a bowl
Misha is looking for dad
Dad is looking for a hat.

And no one finds anything!
Misha whimpers,
Masha is crying
The cat is sick of the white light! ..
What does that mean guys?

It means that mom is not at home!

Here is mom. Finally!
Everything falls into place.

(E. Serova)

On a winter evening

Twirled, twirled
And you can't see the road.
Will mom get lost?
I'll go meet her.

I'm getting dressed, I'm going
Coat, mittens, scarf...
And while I was going -
Mom is on the doorstep!
(N.Tomilova)

Mum

Sitting thinking
Day and night,
Who is this?
Dear mother.

Always ready
help everyone,
Who is this?
Dear mother.

Rising above all
In its simplicity
Who is this?
Dear mother.

Calm down
beautiful
In any fuss
Sweet, sweet mother.

simple word

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

When we search the Internet for beautiful poems about mother for a birthday, anniversary, March 8, for Mother'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 attitude!
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:
to me dearer than mother No!

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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