Poems for Mother's Day

This year Mother's Day will be celebrated on May 8, 2022, today we see together some simple and beautiful poems for Mother's Day for children to learn for this fantastic occasion!

Why is it important to learn poetry for Mother's Day?

Learning poems for Mother's Day can be an opportunity to stimulate the memory of the little ones, learn poetry is important for the development of language, and understanding, also children will have fun learning new terms.

Poems for Mother's Day

Let's see together some simple poems for Mother's Day to offer to our little ones:

Mom's eyes

In mom's eyes

all the light in the world shines

and in his big heart

immense gifts of love are born.

There is no sweeter look than yours,

Dear mother!

Rita Sabatini

For mom

Nursery rhyme of words

whoever wants to come forward.

My head is full of words

with "the moon" and "the whale" inside.

But the most beautiful in my heart

I hear them beat: "mom", "love".

(Gianni Rodari)

To mom

With only two syllables

I can have the world in my hand

when it is evening and you tell me

a fairy tale on the sofa.

And if in the morning with a kiss

you wake me from sleep, everything is sweeter

with you, mom.

(Roberto Fontana)

Poems for Mother's Day in Neapolitan

Are you tired of the usual poems for Mother's Day? Let's see together some poems for an original wish in the Neapolitan dialect

To Mom

Who cares about mum is that stolen,

pecché na mom is worth nu darling

nun 'mborta ca held pate é ssore

a mother is a thing,

na exceptional thing difficult to explain.

It keeps watch over it, it watches over it,

it knows everything, without addumanná.

'A mamma is na gendarma ca patria nun pó dá,

and when he is in danger before he calls me

it is always chella llá.

'A mother is na putenza a nun puté emit,

to mother na wisdom ca the art nun little ago.

(armando torre)

A more sincere

I keep na 'nnammurata

ca is everything in my life.

Mo tene sittant'anne, my poor mother!

Cu chella face 'and wax,

under 'e capille janche,

it seems to me na sant'Anna

cu ll'uocchie sad and tired.

Me reads dint '' or penziero,

looks at me and goes to me

I keep you in pain

I keep some gooseberries ...

(Antonio De Curtis-Totò)

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