Top 7 Most Beautiful Poems About Mothers by Teacher Bùi Thị Quế Anh

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1. THE MEMORY OF MY MOTHER

2. CONVERSATIONS WITH MY MOTHER

3. MOTHER'S DEATH ANNIVERSARY

4. THE WINTERS THAT HAVE PASSED

5. I ONLY MEET MY MOTHER IN MY DREAMS

6. LET ME RETURN TO MY GRANDMOTHER'S VILLAGE IN THE PAST

7. A LULLABY FROM MY MOTHER

1. THE MEMORY OF MY MOTHER

Poem by Bùi Thị Quế Anh

25 years ago today
My mother bird flew away, far from me
The four little birds were still young
Lost in confusion, unable to grasp life's truth...

Yet, 25 years have passed
25 years since the little birds lost their mother
Oh, how time flies so quickly!
It continues to stretch the emptiness within me...

25 years, the little birds have grown up
Now they know the vastness of life
They have seen the stormy seas
They have come to understand the bitter salt and ginger...

25 years, does mother know?
I still hold onto your shape in my heart
I still remember the days of my childhood
The image of the white stork soaring over the village...

In March, when the sun shines and the rice fields turn green
I, the dragonfly, fly far with the wind
The white storks return to the field's edge
Calling mother back to the memories of childhood...

March 26, 2017

Illustrative Image (source: internet)

2. CONVERSATIONS WITH MY MOTHER

Poem by Bùi Thị Quế Anh

Mother!

Your daughter is now a mother too

She has experienced the pain of childbirth

And felt the overwhelming joy

When her child was born into the world.

Your daughter is a mother now

She sings the lullabies you once sang

Here is the river, here is the cool breeze

Here is 'The stork goes to welcome the rain...'

Your daughter now understands the struggles you faced

Carrying burdens all year long, tirelessly day and night

You were frugal even when you were sick

To save the best for your children to eat...

Your daughter now stays up late at night

Watching over her child, worrying about every fever

And the longing for you surges, sudden and overwhelming

She quietly calls out: 'Oh, my mother!'

Your daughter now loves you more than ever

Back then, you fed her meal by meal

Now, with abundance, you are no longer here

The smoke of incense lingers faintly, where are you, mother?

From ancient times to the future

A mother's love is an immeasurable spring

'Only by raising a child can one truly understand the heart of a parent...'

The old song that never grows old!

B.Q.A - 26/3 - Missing Mother!

Illustrative Image (source: internet)

3. MOTHER'S DEATH ANNIVERSARY

Poem by Bùi Thị Quế Anh

Twenty-three years have passed, and though my mother has left this world,
She is still here with me...
She walks with me every step, every day...
I still hear her laughter and her voice...

Twenty-three years, life has changed so much
The village is no longer the same...
The old thatched roof is gone
Shaking in the cold winter wind.

Twenty-three years, how many nights I wake up,
My tears wetting my dreams...
The mother stork sitting beside her four young chicks,
The house leaking, the children dry, but mother soaked!

Twenty-three years, how can I forget!
Mother would rock us in the hammock on hot summer afternoons...
Her frail figure carrying the bamboo pole,
Her bare feet walking through the muddy fields...

Twenty-three years, it feels like just a blink of an eye,
The baby storks are now grown, flying far and wide,
Carrying with them the dreams of mother from long ago!!!

26/3/2015

Illustrative Image (source: internet)

4. THE WINTERS THAT HAVE PASSED

Poem by Bùi Thị Quế Anh

Mother, that winter!

The mustard flowers bloomed brightly by the riverbank
The bamboo carrying pole creaked under its weight
Mother's shadow loomed over the fields!

I remember that winter!

The chill wind blew fiercely
The bamboo hedge rustled
Mother laid straw for me to sleep on.

Oh, the straw bed of my mother!

The fragrance of fresh rice still lingered
Each straw was filled with her love
Gently warming me through the cold night...

I remember that winter!

The pond, mother washing dong leaves
The green leaves floating on the water's surface...

As a child, I always looked forward to Tet
To watch my mother wrap the rice cakes
She would bring firewood for the stove
The smell of smoke would linger in my heart!

Mother, that winter!

It stays in my heart forever...
Suddenly, I silently wonder
When will I return to those old days?

6/1/2020

Illustration (source: internet)

5. I ONLY MEET MY MOTHER IN MY DREAMS

Poem by Bùi Thị Quế Anh

Now, I can only meet my mother in my dreams

In that place, there is a sunlit field

In that place, the storks are pure white

And there are lullabies that echo throughout my childhood...

I can only meet my mother in my dreams

Every evening, I run to the edge of the alley

Mother comes home from planting, her smile shining bright

Her feet covered in mud, her arms holding me close...

I can only meet my mother in my dreams

The bamboo poles swaying in the cold evening wind

There, the figure of my mother fades into the distance

The dragonfly flies backward, confused by the breeze...

I can only meet my mother in my dreams

The sharp pain returns in the cool evening breeze

Mother endures through the night, quietly suffering

She holds back the pain and softly hums a lullaby...

I can only meet my mother in my dreams!

One day in March, the red flowers fell

The sky was not raining, yet storms filled the air

The kite snapped its string, lost in the world...

An Khánh, March 15, 2018