Harriet Beecher Stowe
The pure and worthy Mrs. Stowe
Is one we all are proud to know
As mother, wife, and authoress-
Thank God, I am content with less!
poem by Dorothy Parker
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He’s Gone to England for a Wife
HE’S GONE to England for a wife
Among the ladies there;
And yet I know a lass he deemed
The rarest of the rare.
He’s gone to England for a wife;
And rich and proud is he.
But he was poor and toiled for bread
When first he courted me.
He said I was the best on earth;
He said I was “his life”;
And now he thinks of noble birth,
And seeks a lady wife!
He said for me alone he’d toil
To win an honest fame;
But now no lass on southern soil
Is worthy of his name!
I think I see his lady bride,
A fair and faultless face,
And nothing in her heart beside
The empty pride of race.
And she will grace his gilded home,
The wife his gold shall buy;
But will she ever dream of him,
Or love as well as I?
poem by Henry Lawson
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To be really great in little things, to be truly noble and heroic in the insipid details of everyday life, is a virtue so rare as to be worthy of canonization.
quote by Harriet Beecher Stowe
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Bess
A dress that speaks of life,
The frayed edges hang like bar codes
Spelling out her past.
Bess was content.
Her flowing auburn hair a distant memory,
Now replaced by black and white,
The colours of her age.
Bess was content.
Half way down her nose her glasses sat,
With flour coated fingerprint etched lenses
Betraying this morning's cooking
Bess was still content
Soft slippers now where once heels were worn,
Her stoop a testament to such fashion
The hips a little broader now,
Bess was still content.
Here she was, all that she could be,
A wife, a mother, a nurse, a listener, a lover
But all the time that dress said more than that
Bess was still content
Then in the background voices came to life,
Such laughter only youngsters make,
The door flies open 'Mum we are home! '
Bess just smiled that smile... so content.
poem by Dave James
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The long time support
My mother loves me more than my wife.
I love my mother more than my wife.
I have decided to lean on my wife,
A stake lasting longer than my mother.
08.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Devil world
my wife and
my mother
fight
every day
at home
some time
on street
i did not ask
my mother
i am asking something
only my wife
wife say 'your mother
was bad...nasty...'
some bad words
my mother also
comment 'your wife bad
irrresptable person...'
many bad things
i was sad
too sad
i am not leaving on
earth
that time
i was leaving on
devil world...
you also leave
love devil
live devils...
for only my children...
for my states...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Honour to Women
The woman is my mother,
She is the wife of my father.
The woman is my wife,
She is also the mother of my children.
I love my mother,
My children love their mother, too;
So, I respect my beloved wife.
Every woman with the veil of Mother is honoured by all,
Heaven lying at the feet of mother, every woman moves proudly.
poem by Supanul Islam Supan
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Sorry, mother
Mother! I love you more than my wife.
Mother! You love me more than my wife does.
Mother! You will not outlive my wife,
Whom I need to lean on after you.
Sorry! I am listening to my wife.
23.07.2009.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Mother
A mother is the one who nurtures you……
She’s there when you need a shoulder to cry on ……
You can talk to her when and where ever you feel like……
I’ m proud to have a mother that has all of these qualities……
A mother is there to teach you right from wrong……
A mother loves you no matter what you do……
She has your back……
She trusts your decisions one hundred percent because she knows that she has raised you right…………
A mother is a special friend, you can tell her all of your secrets……
That’s why I am proud to call Diane Eley this wonderful, intelligent woman my mother……
Dedicated to the most wonderful mother: Diane Eley
poem by Hydia Hollins
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Behind every successful man is a proud wife and a surprised mother-in-law.
quote by Hubert H. Humphrey
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Mother and wife
Mother by all is a giver.
Wife by all is a taker.
You regard more the latter
As she is your child’s mother.
Mother is the shell;
Wife is the endosperm
30.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wedding Day without a mother
Beautifull dresses hang in the closet
A long veil, that sparkles your wedding is here
pure joy, happiness, laughter and excitement
A childs dream, mother so proud
Tears, sadness, sorrow and emptiness
Thats what i feel, alone on this day
For mother your not here
Yet as i get ready, a soft touch on my hand
Mother is that you, patting my hand
reassurance, inner glow, warmth fills my soul
Angel from above i feel your love
Standing so tall with strength for this show
Mother you are near, i need not of feared
poem by Dianne jennifer Stephens
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Watered Down Love
Love thats pure hopes all things,
Believes all things, wont pull no strings,
Wont sneak up into your room, tall, dark and handsome,
Capture your heart and hold it for ransom.
You dont want a love thats pure
You wanna drown love
You want a watered-down love
Love thats pure, it dont make no claims,
Intercedes for you stead of casting you blame,
Will not deceive you or lead you to transgression,
Wont write it up and make you sign a false confession.
You dont want a love thats pure
You wanna drown love
You want a watered-down love
Love thats pure wont lead you astray,
Wont hold you back, wont mess up your day,
Wont pervert you, corrupt you with stupid wishes,
It dont make you envious, it dont make you suspicious.
You dont want a love thats pure
You wanna drown love
You want a watered-down love
Love thats pure aint no accident,
Always on time, is always content,
An eternal flame, quietly burning,
Never needs to be proud, restlessly yearning.
You dont want a love thats pure
You wanna drown love
You want a watered-down love
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Child
Child,
God knows
how much I love you.
Child,
I may not be
the kind of mother
that you want,
I may not have given you
the kind of life
that you want,
but I'm your mother
and no one can change that.
Child,
you are so dear to me,
and all through my life
I wish nothing
but your happiness.
Child,
forgive this mother
for not having the strength
to protect you from sadness
of being apart
from your loved one.
But child,
I am more sad
when you cry for a man
whom I think
not worthy of you.
So child,
please bear the pain
because I believe
that somewhere
there is someone
worthy of your love.
Child,
trust me
you will find that man,
if you just set yourself free
from your wrong love.
Child,
I'm your mother...
I have raised you,
and I know
what is best for you.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Be proud of yourself.
Your son is a physician
And the daughter, a musician,
You are proud.
Your brothers and sisters
Are in high position,
You are proud.
Your father is a lawyer
And mother, a singer,
You are proud.
See, none of them
Are proud of you.
In priding you are failing.
15.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mother's kiss pure love
mother's kiss pure love
mother's hand comfort and peace
mother's smile sweet dreams
haiku by Marius Alexandru (April 2020)
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Whatever he might be
Having fallen as a prey
To an unworthy hand
From an impulsive action
I would ever stick to him
What ever he might be to me.
I must not seek a new hand,
However worthy he is,
To have him[husband] say later
That I, who he persuaded
To call myself his wife
And who had given him
The liberty to use me
As a WIFE, was not as faithful
As a wife ought to be,
What ever he might be to me.
04.12.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Trust You
God said
Mary
pure and
holy
with this
baby
I trust you
She said
shurly
I'm not
worthy
and it
scares me
but I trust you
Chorus:
Underneith a shining star
in a manger stall
Mary held the gift of love
God gave to us all
Precious
baby
pure and
holy
I'm not worthy
but I trust you
Chorus
Precious
baby
pure and
holy
will you
save me
I trust you
Son of
Mary
I trust you
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Mother’s vacuum stays.
Mother is more concerned for son
His wife cannot match her.
Wife is more concerned for her child
Yet, one goes after one’s wife
And wakes up when mother is no more.
23.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I believe that the brain has evolved over millions of years to be responsive to different kinds of content in the world. Language content, musical content, spatial content, numerical content, etc.
quote by Howard Gardner
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Mother In Law
(a. toussaint)
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law
The worst person I know
Mother in law, mother in law
She worries me so
Mother in law, mother in law
If she leaves us alone
We could have a happy home
Sent from down below
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law
Satan should be her name
Mother in law, mother in law
To me theyre about the same
Mother in law, mother in law
Everytime I open my mouth
Steps in trying to put me out
How could you stood so low
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law
Come home with my pay
Mother in law, mother in law
She asks me what I made
Mother in law, mother in law
She thinks her advice is a contribution
If she would leave that would be the solution
Dont come back no more
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law....
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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