35 beautiful and touching poems about mom

To make it easier to decide on a poem for memorization, we have arranged them in order - from simple and short to more complex and long.

— 1 —

Mom's gift is ready -
Large, large bouquet of flowers.
I drew it for half a day ...
Well, kiss me soon!

(Andrey Usachev, "A Gift for Mom")

— 2 —

There is such a day in March
With a number like a pretzel.
How many of you guys know
What does the number mean?
Children in unison will tell us:
- This is a holiday for our mothers!

(Boris Zakhoder, "There is such a day in March ...")

— 3 —

From colored paper
I'll cut out a piece.
I will make of it
Small flower.

Mom a gift
I'll cook.

The most beautiful
Mom is with me!

(Olga Chusovitina, "A present for Mommy")

— 4 —

I keep walking, thinking, looking:
“What will I give my mom tomorrow?
Maybe a doll? Maybe candy? "
No!
Here's to you, dear, on your day
The scarlet flower is a light!

(Elena Blaginina, "Mother's Day")

— 5 —

I am a multi-colored gift
I decided to give it to my mother.

I tried, painted
With four pencils.
But first I'm on red
I pressed too hard
And then, after red immediately
Purple broke
And then the blue broke
And she broke the orange ...
The portrait is beautiful anyway,
Because this is mom!

(Pyotr Sinyavsky, "Colorful Gift")

— 6 —

Now I will draw
I'm a mother's portrait:
Blue eyes
And the red one
Rosy cheeks
And the upturned nose
More curls
Unruly hair
Native smile
And sweet bangs.

And dad asked:
- What kind of girl is this?

(Yulia Simbirskaya, "Mother's Portrait")

— 7 —

In the house she is busy with good deeds,
Kindness walks quietly around the apartment.
Good morning with us
Good afternoon and good hour,
Good evening, good night,
It was good yesterday.
And where, you ask,
There is so much kindness in the house
What of this kindness
Flowers take root
Fish, hedgehogs, chicks?
I will answer you directly:
This is mom, mom, mom!

(Lyudmila Nikolaenko, Kindness)

— 8 —

Mom has warm hands like the sun,
So tenderly they know how to caress
Heal pain, relieve boredom
Ready to hug you any minute.
Playing, my hair will gently ruffle,
They bake pies on weekends in the morning
And the legs tickle cheerfully in bed,
When I don't want to wake up myself.
Iron all dresses, shirts and trousers
And then they will find another job ...
I stroke my mother's tired hands, -
Let them rest a little.

(Irina Morozova, "Mom's Hands")

— 9 —

Eighth of March, mother's holiday,
Knock Knock! - knocks on our doors.
He only comes to that house,
Where they help mom.
We'll sweep the floor for mom
Let's set the table ourselves.
We'll cook dinner for her
We will sing and dance with her.
We paint her portrait
We will draw as a gift.
- You can't recognize them! Wow! —
Then mom will tell people.
And we always
And we always
We will always be like this!

(Elena Blaginina, "Mother's Day")

— 10 —

I will plant a sprout in a pot,
I'll put it on the window.
Hurry, sprout,
Open the flower -
I really need him.
The winds will rush outside the window
With a snowy winter
But will be higher
Every day
Grow my flower.
When on the calendar
The time will come for spring
Eighth of March
I will give
I give my mother my flower!

(Vera Shugraeva, "Mom")

— 11 —

If I were a girl -
I would not waste time!
I wouldn't jump on the street,
I'd wash my shirts
I would wash the kitchen floor
I would sweep the room
I would wash cups, spoons,
I would peel the potatoes myself,
All my toys myself
I'd put them in their places!
Why am I not a girl?
I would help my mother so much!
Mom would immediately say:
"Well done, you son!"

(Eduard Uspensky, "If I were a girl")

— 12 —

Who loves you children more,
Who loves you so tenderly
And takes care of you,
Without closing your eyes at night?
- "Mom dear".
The cradle who rocks you,
Who sings songs to you,
Who tells you fairy tales
And give you some toys?
- "Mama is golden."
If, children, you are lazy
Disobedient, mischievous,
What happens sometimes
- Who sheds tears then?
- "All of her, dear."

(Ivan Kosyakov, "All of her")

— 13 —

Every day from morning to night
We asked very, very:
- Give us a puppy!
But in vain, and for now
There was one answer for us:
- Don't ask! No and no!

... Outside the window, March is a prankster,
Mom's holiday is coming.
Congratulations on this day,
We solemnly carry
Our mom has three flowers
And a shaggy... puppy !!

(Tatiana Petukhova, "Shaggy Gift")

— 14 —

And what a gift to mom
Will we give it on Women's Day?
There is a lot for this
Fantastic ideas.

After all, prepare a surprise for mom -
It is very interesting…
We will knead the dough in the bath
Or wash the chair ...

Well, I'm a present for my mom
I'll paint the wardrobe with flowers
It would be good for the ceiling ...
It's a pity I'm not tall.

(Pyotr Sinyavsky, "Surprise")

— 15 —

It was quiet in the house in the morning,
I wrote in the palm of my hand
Mom's name.

Not in a notebook, on a piece of paper,
Not on a stone wall
I wrote on my hand
Mom's name.

It was quiet in the house in the morning,
It got noisy in the middle of the day.
- What have you hidden in your palm? —
They began to ask me.

I opened my hand:
I kept my happiness.

(Agnia Barto, "It was quiet in the house in the morning")

— 16 —

Today I am in our yard
I don't miss
And all because
That I'm shaking my mom.
I rock my mom
On a shaky perch,
And mom flies
With a strange smile.
And mom flies
Forgotten worries
And there are no whims
Borscht and work ...
I rock my mom
And I'm so pleased
What a girl's mom
Came back!

(Anastasia Orlova, "I Shake My Mom")

— 17 —

Mom asks me
Toys, candies,
But I love mom
Not for that at all.
Funny songs
She hums
We are bored together
It never happens.

I open to her
All their secrets.
But I love mom
Not only for that.
I love my mom,
I'll tell you straight,
Hy just for
That she is my mother!

(Maya Davydova, "I love my mother")

— 18 —

How the time goes by
And long and sad
And in a house without a mom
And quiet and empty.

Probably mom
Sad without us
Probably mom
Can't sleep now.

And mom thinks:
“Well, how are they doing there?
Now no way
I will not leave alone. "

We can't sleep either:
“Well, how is she?
Now no way
Will not leave alone! "

(Oleg Bundur, "Mom on a Business Trip")

— 19 —

The closest person,
The most dear
And the sweetest of all forever -
Mom's beloved.

I am a large bouquet of flowers
The happiest day
I will collect from childhood
For beloved mother.

Memory even in the distance
He will not part with childhood.
Evil will melt into the sand
Kindness will remain.

Warm words will go
From me to her directly.
And find shelter
In the heart of a sweet mother.

(Leonid Zuborev, "Mother's Day")

— 20 —

What a pity that weeks
They fly so slowly!
And that, born, children
Do not speak immediately!

Otherwise, only
I saw my mother
How right there and then, how right away
"Thank you!" told her.

Because I was born!
For being alive!
For being with dad
Let's go home now!

For opening the door
And we know in advance
What mama hums
And he is waiting for us for dinner!

(Mikhail Yasnov, "Thank you!")

— 21 —

Mom was busy for a long time:
All business, business, business ...
Mom was so tired for the day
She lay down on the couch.
I won't touch her
I'll just stand near.
Let her sleep a little -
I'll sing a song to her.
I will become closer to my mother -
I love her very much!
It's a pity that he doesn't hear
Mom is my song.
There is no more wonderful song.
Maybe sing louder to me
To mama this song
Was it heard in a dream?

(Irina Chernitskaya, "Lullaby for Mom")

— 22 —

In kindergarten
Confusion and noise:
- Coming soon!
- Where is my suit?

- Vitya and Zhenya,
Give the flags!
Whisper, movement
Arguments, chuckles.

What a holiday
Preparing here?
Apparently honorary
Guests will come!

Maybe the generals will come?
No!
Maybe the admirals will come?
No!
Maybe a hero
flying around the whole world?
No no no!

Quit guessing in vain,
Look, here they are - guests.
Honorary, most important:
- Hello, mothers!

(Ekaterina Serova, "Guests")

— 23 —

Who came to me from the morning?
Mommy.
Who said: "It's time to get up"?
Mommy.
Who could cook porridge?
Mommy.
Tea - pour into a bowl?
Mommy.
Who braided my braids?
Mommy.
Did you sweep the whole house alone?
Mommy.
Who got flowers in the garden?
Mommy.
Who kissed me?
Mommy.
Who kiddies love to laugh?
Mommy.
Who is the best in the world?
Mommy.

(Ubayt Rajab, "Mommy")

— 24 —

Mom comes home from work
Mom takes off her bots
Mom comes to the house
Mom looks around.
- Was there a raid on the apartment?
- No.
- Did a hippo come to see us?
- No.
- Maybe the house is not ours?
- Our.
- Maybe not our floor?
- Our.
Seryozha just came
We played a little.
- So this is not a landslide?
- No.
- So the elephant did not dance?
- No.
- I am very happy. It turned out
I was needlessly worried.

(Eduard Uspensky, "The Defeat")

— 25 —

Mom's dresses are really countless.
There is blue and there is green.
There is blue with large flowers -
Each serves its own mother.

In this she goes to the factory,
In this he goes to the theater and on a visit,
In this she sits, busy with drawings ...
Each serves its own mother.

Thrown casually on the headboard
Mom's old, shabby robe.
I give it carefully to my mother,
And why - guess for yourself:

If he puts on a colored robe,
It means that she will be with me all evening.

(Galina Demykina, "Mom")

— 26 —

The song flies into the blue sky
From the big school window.
Our mothers are the most beautiful
Spring gave them the song.
Winter no longer smokes with powder,
The sun looks into our classroom.
Our mothers are the most, the nicest -
Who knows about this better than us!
White as swan feathers
Fuzzy clouds float in the distance.
Our mothers are the most beloved
In a world full of stars and cornflowers!
Rainbows play with tints
They shine over the vastness of the earth ...
Our mothers are the happiest,
We read it in their eyes!

(Mikhail Plyatskovsky, "Our mothers are the most beautiful")

— 27 —

From the heart,
In simple words
Come on friends
Let's talk about mom.
We love her
Like a good friend
For the fact that we have
Everything is together with her,
For what, when
We have a hard time
We can cry
At the native shoulder.
We love her and for the fact
What sometimes
Are getting stricter
In the wrinkles of the eyes.
But it is worth it
Come with your head -
Wrinkles will disappear
Thunderstorm will rush away.
For always
Without concealment and straight
We can trust
She has her heart.
And just for the fact
That she is our mother
We are strong and tender
We love her.

(Nina Sakonskaya, "Talk about Mom")

— 28 —

Mom sang a song
I dressed my daughter
Dressed-put on
White shirt.

White shirt -
Thin line.
Mom pulled a song
She shod her daughter
I fastened on the elastic
To each stocking.

Blonde stockings
On my daughter's feet.

Mom finished the song,
Mom dressed the girl:
Red dress with polka dots
New shoes with legs ...

That's how Mom pleased.
I dressed up my daughter for May.
That's what mom is -
Gold straight!

(Elena Blaginina, "What a mother!")

— 29 —

Mom is sleeping, she is tired ...
Well, I didn't play either!
I don’t start a top
And I sat down and sit.

My toys don't make noise
Quiet, the room is empty.
And on my mother's pillow
The beam is stealing gold.

And I said to the beam:
- I want to move too!
I would like a lot:
Read aloud and roll the ball,
I would sing a song
I could laugh
Yes, little I want!
But my mother is asleep, and I am silent.

The beam rushed along the wall
And then he slid over to me.
- Nothing, - he whispered as if, -
Let's sit in silence ...

(Elena Blaginina, "Let's Sit in Silence")

— 30 —

I offended my mother,
Now never, never
We won't leave the house together,
Don't go anywhere with her.

She won't wave at the window
And I won't wave to her,
She won't tell you anything
And I won't tell her ...

I'll take the bag by the shoulders
I'll find a piece of bread
Find me a better stick,
I go, go to the taiga!

I will follow the trail
I was going to look for pydy
And through the turbulent river
Let's go build bridges!

And I will be the main boss,
And I was with a beard,
And be always sad
And so silent ...

And now there will be a winter evening,
And now many years will pass
And now on a jet plane
Mom will take the ticket.

And on my birthday
That plane will fly
And mom will come out,
And my mother will forgive me.

(Emma Moshkovskaya, "I offended my mother")

— 31 —

Mom by room
In a white apron
No fuel will pass
Walks from room to room
Busy with business
And, between business,
Sings.

Cups and saucers
Takes over,
I smile
Does not forget
And hums.

But today
Familiar voice
As if not at all.
Mom is banged
Walks around the house
But he sings in a different way.

Familiar voice
With special strength
Suddenly sounded in the silence.
Kind something
In the heart he brought ...
I would not be angry.

(Agnia Barto, "Mom sings")

— 32 —

Our mother has a holiday
And we will congratulate her.
Good grades
We will present it immediately.

We will wash the dishes ourselves
And we'll clean up the house.
And congratulations to mom
Sing merry.

We want mom to go on vacation
I only went in the summer
To become a deputy
District Council.

So that our mom has fun
And she lived happily
And to all others she
Was more beautiful!

We want you to smile
She is happy in every business,
So that dad helps her
And the children grew wiser.

And we will try
Do not grieve her
And we will only be fours
And get A's.

(Eduard Uspensky, "Congratulatory Song")

— 33 —

It was fun in the beginning:
We screamed, we bellowed
And strummed and growled,
The ball was hitting the wall ...

Only suddenly my mother came
And she said: “Horror right!
Are they children or who ?!
Are you three or a hundred here ?!
How tired you are!
Stop it now! "

We obediently fell silent
No more lowing in chorus,
They did not knock, did not strum,
And sat and missed ...

Only suddenly my mother came running!
And she said:
“Horror straight!
Five minutes one is heard
Deathly silence!
As if everyone had died!
No, play as you played! "

And again we, as in the beginning,
They screamed, knocked,
The horse was made from a chair ...

Mom sighed heavily
Stopping my ears again ...

What a capricious one!

(Anna Ignatova, "Capricious Mom")

— 34 —

I do boxing,
I'm into boxing
And mom says
That I got into a fight

- Trouble! - sighs mom. —
I'm so depressed
That I raised my son
Such a brawler!

I called my mother
To the boxing gym
She refused me.
- No, - he says, - I can't,
I'll run away from the hall! —

And she stated directly:
- It's disgusting to look at boxing!
I tell her: - Mom!
You don't think sports!

Here is my first battle
I need victory so much
My enemy brought with him
Two grandmothers and a grandfather.

All his relatives appeared,
All for him, against me.

He sees his whole family
Feels support in battle
I'm upset! I rent!

I need honor to defend
Schoolchildren of Ryazan.

Suddenly I see - mom,
Mom is here!
Sits calmly in the hall
Sits in the twelfth row
And she said - I will not come!

I instantly felt the rise -
Now we will beat the enemy!
Here he is with all the guys
Tangled in the ropes.

- Well, how did I fight? Boldly? —
I run up to my mother.
- I do not know - sat
With closed eyes.

(Agnia Barto, Cheerleader Mom)

— 35 —

Everything in the forest is noisy, singing -
Mother's holiday is coming!
Everyone needs to discuss:
Shall we give mothers what?

The monkey dads will say:
- We will buy bananas for mothers!
To cook all year round
We have a banana compote.

Daddy hamsters will say:
- We will buy hooks for mothers!
To day-day to night
Sweaters were knitted for us!

Daddy-bear will say:
- Let's buy - we will buy caps for mothers!
Let's buy jars, roots -
Let the mothers cook the jam!

Well, the bunny at the edge
Rushing into the distance, ears spread,
Hey, wait! Where are you going?

- I'm in a hurry to buy flowers!
After all, why give hooks?
Eh, you bears, hamsters!

For moms to rest
So that they flutter like birds
Let's love our mothers!
We will give them flowers!

So stop thinking a lot!
All for me on the way - the road!
For a gift - the very hour!
Mothers are waiting for us with flowers.

And where to get flowers - we will find!
Let's go to the mothers with them in the forest,
Mothers' holiday - it's a big day ...
We love moms with all our hearts!

(Kirill Avdeenko, "An Important Meeting, or What to Present for Mothers")