The baby that refuses its mother's breast, will never be full.
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A another true...!
Mother hands
Is baby...
Lover...
Baby body
Is mother
Heart...
so...
Mother care
Baby...
Bee care full
With love cure full...
A another true of
Mothers love....!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Even if a baby seems unpleasant to look at, his mother never refuses him.
The Earth Is My Witness
Mother earth look at her closely
she looks at her baby and she sighs
the slight breathing pause that she takes it builds her and
makes her strong
She refuses to give her up
and we close our eyes
Her hands touch the round stomach
and feel the kick
The eyes that have seen so much cry
with the water she starts to rinse her face
And refuses to give her up
And we close our eyes
And you close your eyes
song performed by by The Gathering from Nighttime Birds
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I'm Not Your Baby (Sky Splitter Dub)
It's a beautiful day today
Everything is going my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe...got to get away
To be impossible
Isn't that difficult
In the city you're invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
A tourist in a traffic jam
Baby sham and handy cam
I'm not your mother, you're not my man
I'm not your baby
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not ill
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Cut out the poetry
Let's hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colour's all run out of me
You brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
It's heavy as a shopping bag
It's full of things I should give back
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Don't want you to cover me
Smother me or mother me
I like to feel this incomplete
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didn't drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Don't know what got into me
Daylight's a kind of robbery
The night is your geography
So you're not white, you're pink and rosy
You could be right, but you're way above me
Me, I'm in recovery
A star of pornography
I'm a tourist, there's a lot to see
You don't like the photographs of me
So you've got a lot to say
You don't sleep around, but sometimes you stray
You don't believe, often times you pray
For something, what is it babe
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not sick
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
song performed by by U2
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Your First Baby
THE BABIES FIRST YEAR
YOUR baby's first heart beat.
YOUR baby's first kick.
YOUR baby's first slap.
YOUR baby's first cry.
YOUR baby's first drink from Mommy's breast.
YOUR baby's first diaper change.
YOUR baby's first visitors at home.
YOUR baby's first crib.
YOUR baby's first blanket.
YOUR baby's first sounds.
YOUR baby's first laugh.
YOUR baby's first kiss.
YOUR baby's first word.
YOUR baby's first step.
YOUR baby's first weekend with gma.
YOUR baby's first birthday party.
YOUR baby's first year
poem by Talema Lawrence
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Cry Baby Cry
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better.
The king of marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlour
Playing piano for the children of the king.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
The king was in the garden
Picking flowers for a friend who came to play
The queen was in the playroom
Painting pictures for the childrens holiday.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
The duchess of kircaldy always smiling
And arriving late for tea
The duke was having problems
With a message at the local bird and bee.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
At twelve o'clock a meeting round the table
For a seance in the dark
With voices out of nowhere
Put on specially by the children for a lark.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry cry cry cry baby
Make your mother sigh.
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
Cry cry cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
song performed by by Beatles
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The baby will never cry
I was waiting for this tomorrow
Since I knew the meaning of woman..
But today I feel it would have been better
If I was born in this world not as human…
From tomorrow I will be known as a mother
I will be able to feed my milk to my baby….
But the baby won’t be able to enjoy mother’s milk
As doctor said my baby is not like any other baby…
Tomorrow I will become a mother
A mother who will deliver a baby
The baby who will never be able to see this world
The baby who will never cry after delivery..
poem by Sumita Datta
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Being A Mother
MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
MOTHER IS A WORD
MOTHER IS A PERSON
MOTHER IS A WOMEN
BUT WAT IS REALLY A MOTHER?
MOTHER! ! ! ! ! !
MOTHER IS WOMEN WHO GIVES BIRTH
NO........
MOTHER IS A WOMEN WHO CARES OF HER BABY
MOTHER IS A WOMEN WHO IS WILLING TO GIVE HER LIFE FOR THEIR BABY'S
ANY WOMEN CAN HAVE A BABY
ANY WOMEN CAN GIVE BIRTH
ANY WOMEN CAN BE CALLED MOM
BUT ONLY A REAL WOMEN
ONLY A REAL MOTHER CAN TAKE OVER HER RESPOSABILITIES
ONLY A WOMEN CAN DO WHATS BEST FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! !
A MOTHER LIKE ME
A MOTHER LIKE U
A MOTHER WHO CRIES FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO PRAYS FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO GIVES HER LIFE FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO STARVES TO FEED HER CHILD
A MOTHER WHO IS WILLING TO SLEEP IN THE COLD FOR THEIR CHILD,
A MOTHER WHO MAKES HER CHILDREN FEEL SAFE IN HER ARMS,
BEING THAT MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
BEING THAT MOTHER TAKES ALOT OF WOMEN N A PERSON
BEING A MOTHER........
poem by Leticia Sanchez
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Joy (Takes Over Me)
You can bet youre sweeter than ever
And your love is making it better
I can feel it in my bones
Oooh each time were alone
Cause I live in ectasy
And my soul refuses sleep
Cause joy, joy takes over me
Through thick and thin Ill stand
Loving you always
Yes I need you mama
To take the heartache away
I know the suns gon shine
And as long as youre mine
Its joy, joy, joy I feel inside
Your loves potion
Gives me the notion
To shout out loud
ooh baby baby baby babe
Like a spinning top
I cant stop
Just loving you
You know Stevie loves you
Needs you baby oh yeah
You know my love is sure to live
Aint goin nowhere
And I do believe girl
You were meant for me
Cause I live in ectasy
And my soul refuses sleep
Cause joy, joy takes over me
Oh baby joy
Joy, joy, joy, joy
joy joy joy joy joy joy
The way you love me joy
Takes over me
Oh the way you love me
The way you need me
Baby please dont leave me
I get joy.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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2Oth WHO WBW Celebrations: Breast-milk is Still, the Very Best!
‘Breast-milk is best, ' most doctors surely vouch,
By working mothers or one sick on couch;
It gives the babe, the human warmth and touch!
Only the lazy moms would try to grouch!
The first secreted milk Colostrum's, good,
With nutrients, immune bodies - great food!
To give her baby this, all mothers should;
Turn weak if 'tis denied, the baby could.
The Almighty destined Eve bear children
With labour-pains, and raise them up even;
The suckling-reflex too comes from heaven;
Breast-milk is best - a fact, long back proven!
Contents are ideal for the child always;
Container's ready, hygienic all days;
Matching the baby's hunger, sucking pace,
Breast-milk has kept healthy, the human race!
Milk gently comes through nipple's holes like spray!
The mother burns more calories each day;
‘The lactose suits the baby', people say;
The uterus gets back to size this way!
No formula can replace breast-milk's place!
Breast-milk is clean, sterile in every case;
The baby's brain and gaze well-developed stays;
The habit builds a bond of love that pays!
Breast-feeding does not affect maiden's form;
'Tis natural for mothers, does no harm;
It keeps the baby snug, busy and warm;
Well breast-fed baby stays happy and calm!
‘For babies' sake, let mothers learn the craft;
Breast-feeding is an art that should be taught;
The mind and hormones play a magic role;
It helps mother-hood to achieve its goal! '
‘Understanding the past - Planning the future! '
Dedicated by the Dean, IRT PMC Perundurai, TN, India
To all mothers and would-be mothers, world-wide.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-8-12
poem by John Celes
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Im Not Your Baby
Its a beautiful day today
Everything is going my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe...got to get away
To be impossible
Isnt that difficult
In the city youre invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
A tourist in a traffic jam
Baby sham and handy cam
Im not your mother, youre not my man
Im not your baby
Dont treat me like Im a trick
I wont treat you like youre a prick
Dont need no doctor, Im not ill
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Cut out the poetry
Lets hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colours all run out of me
You brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
Its heavy as a shopping bag
Its full of things I should give back
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Dont want you to cover me
Smother me or mother me
I like to feel this incomplete
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didnt drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Dont know what got into me
Daylights a kind of robbery
The night is your geography
So youre not white, youre pink and rosy
You could be right, but youre way above me
Me, Im in recovery
A star of pornography
Im a tourist, theres a lot to see
You dont like the photographs of me
So youve got a lot to say
You dont sleep around, but sometimes you stray
You dont believe, often times you pray
For something, what is it babe
Dont treat me like Im a trick
I wont treat you like youre a prick
Dont need no doctor, Im not sick
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
song performed by by U2
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My Real Goddess
Today my mother
Came to my house
With lots of blessing
And full of good wishing
To live long
Happy and healthy
Progressive and wealthy
My mother
My sweet mother
My beautiful mother
My loving mother
My real goddess
My ever goodness
My first lady I loved
My life my mother
My soul my mother
My God-gift my mother
My pride my mother
My aim my mother
My teacher my mother
My friend my mother
My preacher my mother
My daughter's face look-like my mother
My daughter my little mother
O the Absolute Almighty
Give me my mother
Again and again
And again and again
My mother
Only my mother.
poem by Dr. P. K. Verma
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Mother Mother Mother
How you cared for us. Don't keep away from us.I won't surive without you/ Mother Mother Mother Your eyes show me the way. When I fall on my way. You lend me a hand to carry on. Mother Mother Mother You had a very hard life. But you gave your baby your own bread from your own mouth. When she feels hungry. Mother Mother Mother If I pass though this word. I wouldn't find you anywhere. Your sweet smile makes me happy. Mother Mother Mother My love for you will go on forever. I love you my Mother Mother Mother forever and ever. written 6/23/08 Posted 10/27/08 In the memory of my mother Esther Ferber Klayton
poem by Susie Sunshine
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Candy Store Rock
(page/plant)
Well... oh baby baby. dont you want a man like me?
Oh baby baby, Im just as sweet as anybody could be
Oh baby baby, I want to look to your eyes, of blue
Oh baby baby, its more than anybody else could do
Well... oh baby baby. you know when I see you walkin down the street
Oh baby baby, well you lookin good enough to eat
Oh baby baby, I dont believe Ive tasted this before
Oh baby baby, I want it now
And every mouthfull more of you.
Talk about you, yeah.
Oh baby baby, you know that I wanted it more
Oh baby baby, Im about to kiss goodbye to this store
Oh baby baby, it aint the wrapping that sells the goods
Oh baby baby, I got a sweet tooth when my mouth is full of you.
Ooh baby oh baby its alright, its alright
Ohh baby its alright...its alright
Well, oh baby, baby, oh you sting like a bee
Oh baby, baby, I like your honey and it sure likes me
Oh baby, baby, I got my spoon inside your jar
Oh baby, baby, dont give me too much, dont make me starve
Oh baby, baby, sugar sister on a silver plate
Oh baby, baby, I need a mouthful and I just cant wait
Oh baby, baby, see the shaking in my hand
Oh baby, baby, dont mean to fumble but it tastes so grand
Tastes so grand, tastes so grand, baby its alright
Oh baby its alright, oh its alright
Its alright... (repeat)
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Love Story
(randy newman)
I like your brother
I like your mother
And i like you !
I like you too
We'll get a preacher
A preacher already ?
I'll buy the ring
And we can hire a band
With a violin and an accordeon
And a tenor who can sing
You and me, you and me, baby
You and me...
We'll have a kid
Oh... we may have to rent one
He's got to be straight
'cause we don't want a bent one
We sure want no bent one
He will drink his baby booze
From a big breast cup
Someday he'll may be president
If things loosen up
You and me, you and me, baby
You and me...
When our kids are grown
With kids of their own
They'll send us away
To a little home in florida
Where we can play checkers
Playin' checkers can be fun
You and me, you and me, baby
You and me...
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Nursing
O hush, my little baby brother;
Sleep, my love, upon my knee.
What though, dear child, we've lost our mother;
That can never trouble thee.
You are but ten weeks old to-morrow;
What can you know of our loss?
The house is full enough of sorrow.
Little baby, don't be cross.
Peace, cry not so, my dearest love;
Hush, my baby-bird, lie still.-
He's quiet now, he does not move,
Fast asleep is little Will.
My only solace, only joy,
Since the sad day I lost my mother,
Is nursing her own Willy boy,
My little orphan brother.
poem by Charles Lamb
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To My Mother
I chose you.
I am my mother's baby,
And you gladly raised me.
I am your daughter,
Proud to call you my mother.
At times we don't see eye to eye,
I know you will always remain in my life.
With you by my side,
I'm always going to make you smile.
Always there giving great advice,
You know can walk the streets with your head up high full of pride.
Because we both know you made an amazing child.
And like d poem goes.....
To my mother may I inherit her strength
Everyone knows momma knows best.
! ! ! ! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY! ! ! !
poem by Anita Khelawan
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By example
A mother sings a lullaby
To let her baby know
that she is near no need to cry.
The babe is sleeping peacefully
In safety warm and dry
Still mother listens carefully.
As baby sleeps her mother rests.
Relaxed but vigilant,
the mother love which she invests.
Will in time pay rich dividends
at compound interest.
Mutual love which never ends.
The child becomes a woman grown.
A daughter and a friend
When she has children of her own.
She knows exactly what to do
to care for her baby.
Do what her mother taught her to.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Mothers Lament
(traditional)
Are we rolling? a one, a two, a three, a four...
A mother was washing her baby one night;
The youngest of ten and a delicate mite.
The mother was poor and the baby was thin;
twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.
The mother turned round for a soap off the rack.
She was only a moment but when she turned back
Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried,
Oh, where has my baby gone? the angels replied:
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug hole.
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug.
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,
He should have been washed in a jug, in a jug.
Your baby is perfectly happy;
He wont need a bath anymore.
Hes a-muckin about with the angels above,
Not lost but gone before.
Do you want to do it again?
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Mothers Lament
(traditional)
Are we rolling? a one, a two, a three, a four...
A mother was washing her baby one night;
The youngest of ten and a delicate mite.
The mother was poor and the baby was thin;
twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.
The mother turned round for a soap off the rack.
She was only a moment but when she turned back
Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried,
Oh, where has my baby gone? the angels replied:
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug hole.
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug.
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,
He should have been washed in a jug, in a jug.
Your baby is perfectly happy;
He wont need a bath anymore.
Hes a-muckin about with the angels above,
Not lost but gone before.
Do you want to do it again?
song performed by by Cream
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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