This collection is dedicated to those most dear and beloved \u2013 our mothers. It contains beautiful poems filled with sincere gratitude and tenderness. Every word in these lines is a declaration of boundless love for the one who gave us life. May these poetic revelations become a warm ray of light for your mother. Read them together and feel the depth of these feelings.<\/p>\n
When the world is gray, full of clouds, and it seems that happiness is not there, your smile, like a ray, gives me the brightest light. My dear, sweet mother, you know how to save me. Your love is a sacred frame that helps me move forward.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nA quiet guardian of the soul<\/h2>\n
You are like a guardian angel, My quiet soul's guardian. Your gentle gaze always beckons To a place where there is no evil or lies. You teach me to believe, to wait, to love, To forgive offenses and to dream. It's hard for me to live without you, You are everything I need to know. My beloved mother, Your voice is a gentle stream. You are like a star to me, Among countless nights.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nThe tenderness of mother's hands<\/h2>\n
I remember your gentle hands, That stroked my hair, There was so much light and love in them, That I couldn't give it away by all the scales. My mommy, you are always with me, In my prayers, in my thoughts and in my dreams. You are my comfort, my world, my home, With a gentle smile in your eyes.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nMom's voice in the silence<\/h2>\n
When the noisy day fades, and the stars emerge from the darkness, I remember my mother's shadow, which is the best on earth. Your voice is a quiet river, which comforts and gives peace. All my melancholy will disappear, you are a priceless guide for me. My dear, my dear, may life give you many years. To you, my dear mommy, my most sincere greetings.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nSleepless nights<\/h2>\n
You didn't sleep at night, Mommy, Rocking and singing the cradle. My beloved, bright swallow, You remember my every April. Thank you for your care and warmth, For every moment you were near. Your kindness, which blossomed in my heart, Always gave me strength.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nThe Road to Her Heart<\/h2>\n
There is a path in the world dearer than all, the road to my mother. It will help me find comfort among the fields along every path. Embraces await there, a bottomless gaze, and wisdom that is always right. My angel, most faithful, humble, who tenderly whispers words to me. May your days be bright, filled with kindness and warmth. My mother, wherever you are, you are my only home.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nInvisible protection<\/h2>\n
You are like a shield, invisible but strong, from all adversity, from all insults. Your presence is a timeless pledge that protects the heart from trouble. My mommy, you are my talisman, my hope in the darkness of the night. You are my beloved, kind person, among countless lights.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nA bouquet of tenderness<\/h2>\n
I will gather a bouquet of tender words, Of rays of dawn warmth. Of the most sincere, beautiful dreams, That you once gave me. And I will give it to you, Mommy, With love that knows no bounds. You are a spring drop for me, My dear, my darling. May every day bring only joy, May the sun shine for you. My beloved, you are my sweetness, My priceless family.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nLight in her eyes<\/h2>\n
There's a deep ocean in your eyes, The wisdom of years and the dawn of youth. Your gaze is balm for my heart, It contains so much strength, so many years. My mommy, you are my beacon, That will show me the way in life's struggle. The light in your eyes is a priceless sign That you always need me.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nMy first teacher<\/h2>\n
You taught me my first steps, my first word, and how to count. You believed in my dreams, and in every little task. You showed me the big world, and how to find kindness in it. I felt good with you, you taught me to live boldly. My beloved mommy, thank you for your work and light. You are like a star to me, for many, many long years.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nThe comfort of home<\/h2>\n
Wherever I am, wherever I go, my home threshold always calls me. There is my mother's gaze, there is my mother's table, every corner there is dear to me. Your home, Mommy, is my harbour, my island of warmth and kindness. You are everything I dreamed of, you are the embodiment of my dreams.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nAn unbreakable thread<\/h2>\n
There's a thread that binds us, invisible, yet so strong. It protects us every hour, fearing neither pain nor night. It's your love, Mommy, that warms my heart like fire. My beloved drop, you save me from all adversity. May your days be bright, and may your ringing laughter resound. To you, my dear, are all the flowers, and my heart speaks tenderly.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nWisdom in every word<\/h2>\n
Your words, like a wise key, opened the door to knowledge for me. In them is a kind light, a ray of hope, In them is faith in tomorrow. My mommy, you are my guide, My support on life's journey. You are my priceless, kind world, You are more precious than anything else.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nSong of Gratitude<\/h2>\n
I will compose a song of gratitude, From the most sincere notes. For all the moments of joy, For your silent arrival. When it seemed the world had collapsed, You were there, like a rock. Your voice tenderly whispered: "You can do it, my dear, you did it!" My beloved mother, You are the sun on a cloudy day. You are like a star to me, Dispelling the shadows.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\nMy guardian angel<\/h2>\n
You are my invisible guardian angel, who protects me from harm. My kindest protector, the source of light and water. My mommy, you are my compass, who always shows me the way. Your love is a priceless gift, through the years, through the years.\n<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"This collection is dedicated to our dearest and most beloved ones \u2013 our mothers. It contains beautiful poems filled with sincere gratitude and tenderness. Every word in these lines is\u2026<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[59],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-135503","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stihi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135503","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=135503"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135503\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":136294,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135503\/revisions\/136294"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=135503"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=135503"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=135503"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}