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关于给母亲的英文诗歌篇一

Mother's Love

There is no love, like a mother's love,

no stronger bond on earth...

like the precious bond that comes from God,

to a mother, when she gives birth.

A mother's love is forever strong,

never changing for all time...

and when her children need her most,

a mother's love will shine.

God bless these special mothers,

God bless them every one...

for all the tears and heartache,

and for the special work they've done.

When her days on earth are over,

a mother's love lives on...

through many generations,

with God's blessings on each one.

Be thankful for our mothers,

for they love with a higher love...

from the power God has given,

and the strength from up above.

----by Jill Lemming

关于给母亲的英文诗歌篇二

my mother is my life line

jessica styles

my mother is my lifeline, she is my complete savior,

she does everything she can for me, and for that i praise her,

she went without when i was younger so i could have nice stuff,

she worked herself to the bone, but never did she give up.

my mother is my lifeline, she is truly my best friend,

she help me through the good and bad, she stayed there till the end,

she pick me up when i was down and wiped the tears away,

she will be there when i need her every night and everyday.

my mother is my lifeline, she's completely a shining star,

she has never made me feel alone, no distance is too far,

she’ll travel to the moon and back, if i ask her to.

my mother is my lifeline, this poem i wrote for you.

关于给母亲的英文诗歌篇三

Mother Machree

There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own;

There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known;

There's a place in my memory my life that you fill;

No other can take it no one ever will;

Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by;

Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye;

Like a candle that's set in a window at night;

Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right;

Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair;

And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care;

I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me;

Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!