经典与深情
这首诗捕捉了母亲无私的爱和岁月的痕迹,情感深沉，富有画面感。
To My Mother
You are the sun in my sky, The moon that lights my darkest night. You are the softest lullaby, That makes the world feel just right.
Your hands, once smooth and strong and sure, Now show the lines of time and care. But in my heart, they still endure, A love beyond all compare.
You taught me how to stand, how to fall, And how to rise with grace anew. You heard my smallest, whispered call, And always knew what to do.
So, Mother, mine, I love you true, For all the things you are and do. My gratitude, forever new, Is wrapped in this, my love for you.
温馨与感恩
这首诗更侧重于日常生活中的点滴回忆和感恩,语言朴实，充满温暖。
My Mother's Hands
I see your hands, not young and fair, But worn with love and tender care. They kneaded dough, they washed my clothes, They brushed my hair and wiped my nose.
They held my hand when I was small, And caught me when I started to fall. They mended skinned knees, wiped away tears, And quieted all of my childish fears.
They clapped at plays, they cheered at games, And whispered my name in different names. Now, when I hold them, soft and old, I feel a story, brave and bold.
A story of a love so true, A mother's hands, for me and you.
简短与真挚
这首短诗适合写在卡片上,或作为一句深情的告白，简洁有力。
My Anchor
You were my first word, my first step, The love in my heart I will always keep. You are my shelter, my guiding light, My everything, both day and night.
现代与诗意
这首诗用更现代的意象,将母亲比作家、港湾和生命之源，充满诗意。
The Poet in My Life
Before I knew the words for love, You were the poem I was thinking of. You wrote my days in gentle rhyme, And painted all my sunlit times.
You are the harbor, safe and deep, Where all my weary secrets sleep. You are the current, strong and free, That carried you to me, and me to the sea.
You are the author of my start, The keeper of my better part. My mother, my first and greatest art.
致已故的母亲
如果这首诗是献给已经离世的母亲,它将承载着思念与永恒的爱。
A Whisper in the Wind
I don't see you, but I feel you near, In the quiet of the morning, clear. I hear your voice in the summer breeze, A rustle through the tall, green trees.
You're in the scent of a flower's grace, In the memory of a warm embrace. You're in the love that surrounds me still, A presence time can never kill.
So, though you've gone to a place above, You are the keeper of my love. A mother's love, a bond so true, Lives forever, in me and in you.
