Children's poems about mom: a collection of the best children's poems. Poems about mother and about mother touching to tears There is no better mother

Mother's day
Elena Blaginina
I keep walking, thinking everything, 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!

We sang a song
lyrics by L. Mironov, music by R. Rustamov

The sun is radiant
Smiled cheerfully
Because mommy
We sang a song.

Chorus: The song is this:
"La-la-la!"
The song is simple:
"La-la-la!"

Sparrows outside the window
Spun merrily
Because mommy
We sang a song.

Spring brooks
They rang merrily
Because mommy
We sang a song.

The first snowdrops
They nodded cheerfully
Because mommy
We sang a song.

Congratulations to mom
words and music by Z. Root
Brooks murmured
Snowdrops bloomed.
We congratulate mommy
And sing her a song.

Chorus: Zhur, zhur, zhur,
Drop, drop, drop,
Dili-dili-don!

The sun laughed
It became fun for him:
"Oh, how I want to too
Sing a song for mom. "

Chorus: Zhur, zhur, zhur,
Drop, drop, drop,
Dili-dili-don!

Mommy
lyrics: A. Aflyatunova, music: V. Kanishcheva
Zorenki are more beautiful and a mile of sun
The one called my mother.

chorus:
Mommy, honey, my mom,

The wind will howl, the storm is outside the window,
Mommy is in the house - no fear.

chorus:
Mommy, honey, my mom,
How good it is that I have you!

Business is going well, fun is a mountain -
Mom, then, next to me.

Chorus:
I love my dear mom very much
I'll give this song to her.

Solar drops
words of the schoolgirl Ira Vakhrusheva,
music by S. Sosnin
Icicles were crying in the yard
They melted under the rays of the sun
Blue tears were dripping
And they left the thaw.

Chorus:
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong!
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong!
Ding-dong, ding-dong!

Drops-peas are dancing
And on the March thaw
Stretched out his hands to the sun
The blue flower is small.
Chorus
And the icicles jingle merrily
And sings the drops of spring.
This sunny song
Congratulations to our mothers.
Chorus

Mom a gift
Olga Chusovitina
From colored paper
I'll cut out a piece.
I will make of it
Small flower.
Mom a gift
I will cook.
The most beautiful
Mom is with me!
Mom's holiday
K. Choliev
How much light is there in the house
How much beauty!
On the table for mom
Flowers are shining!

I love my mother so much-
I can't find words!
I kiss you tenderly
I'll sit in a chair.

I'll wash the cup
I'll pour her some tea.
I will cover her shoulders,
I will sing songs!

Mom on the day of March 8
Words by M. Ivensen, music by E. Tilicheyeva

Mommy, my dear mom!
La la la la! La la la la!
Let this song be yours!

This is my gift for you -
La la la la! La la la la!
Sing this song with me!

Merry drops
See how blue the sky is
Why do birds sing so merrily
The queen is coming to us - the red maiden
All her affectionately call in the spring

And in the song there is a flute
Merry drops
Spring is red and sings a song
And in the song there is a flute
Merry drops

The sun is shining rays are playing
They dance and sing in transparent puddles
The queen is coming to us - the red maiden
All her affectionately call in the spring

Spring is red and sings a song
And in the song there is a flute
Merry drops
Spring is red and sings a song
And in the song there is a flute
Merry drops

Spring is red and sings a song
And in the song there is a flute
Merry drops
Spring is red and sings a song
And in the song there is a flute
Merry drops

From whom do we learn kindness?
Mikhail Sadovsky

Who do we learn from
Kindness?
Have smoky blueberries
On the bush
At the starling flying
With a worm
By the meadows combed
By the breeze,
At the ears ripening
On the fields,
By the rain that has come
In the clouds,
At the jester giving
Laughter to people
And the sun is affectionate
For all,
At the big nodding
Us elephants
And daddy's song
That without words -
Everything open
Around us
But first - at my mother's
Good hands.

Mom's smile
song

Mommy dear, I love you,
I will give you a spring heart!
Let the sun smile from above.
How wonderful it is that I have you
How great it is that I have you.

Mom's smile brings happiness to the house.
I need my mother's smile in everything.
I will give my mother's smile to everyone.
Mommy dear, I love you,
Mommy dear, I love you.

There is no better and nicer eye in the world.
Mom is more beautiful than all - I will say without embellishment!
I can't live a day without you.
How wonderful it is that I have you
How great it is that I have you.

Mom brings happiness to the house.
I need my mom in everything.
Mom, dear, I love you.
Mommy dear I need you!

* * *
Olga Chusovitina
Who opened this world to me
Sparing no effort?
And always protected?
The best MOM in the world.

Who is the sweetest in the world
And it will warm you with its warmth,
Loves more than himself?
This is my MOMMY.

Reads books in the evening
And he always understands everything
Even if I'm stubborn
I know MOMA loves me.

Never gets discouraged
He knows exactly what I need.
If, suddenly, there is a drama,
Who will support? My mom.

I walk the path
But my legs are tired.
Jump over the pit
Who will help? I know - MOM.

Gift for mom
Olga Chusovitina
I love my mom
I'll give her a gift.
I made a gift myself
Made of paper with paints.
I'll give it to my mom
Embracing affectionately.

Let's sit in silence
Elena Blaginina
Mom is sleeping, she is tired ...
But 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 ray sneaks golden.
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, I don't really want what 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! ..

* * *
Mikhail Plyatskovsky
The days are fine
Like holidays
And in the sky - the sun is warm,
Cheerful and kind.
All the rivers flood
All kidneys open up
Winter is gone with cold
The snowdrifts became puddles.
Leaving the southern countries,
The friendly birds returned.
On each branch of the starling
They sit and clean the feathers.
It's spring time
It's time for flowering.
And, therefore, the mood
For all people - spring!

Bird cherry
Sergey Yesenin
Bird cherry
Bloomed with spring
And the branches are golden
What curls, curled.
Honey dew all around
Slides down the bark
Spicy greens under her
Shines in silver.
And next to the thaw,
In the grass, between the roots,
Runs, flows a little
Silver Stream.
Cherry cherry,
Hanging up, it's worth
And the greens are golden
It burns in the sun.
A rattling wave of a stream
All branches are poured
And smoothly under the steep
She sings songs to her.

* * *
K. Ldov
Sweet songstress
Dear swallow,
Has returned to our home
From a foreign land.
Winds under the window
With a song alive:
"I am the spring and the sun
I brought it with me ... "

Spring
Fedor Tyutchev
Winter is not without reason angry
Its time has passed -
Spring is knocking on the window
And drives them out of the yard.

And everything was in a fuss
Everything pushes the winter out -
And the larks in the sky
Already raised the bell.

Winter is still busy
And grumbles at Spring.
She laughs in her eyes
And it only makes more noise ...

The wicked witch went berserk
And, capturing the snow,
She let go, running away
Into a beautiful child ...

Spring and grief is not enough:
Washed in the snow
And only became blush
Contrary to the enemy.

The site "Mom can do everything!" collected the most beautiful poems about mom for children. They can be used as congratulations on Mother's Day, March 8, or Mom's birthday. Every woman will be pleased to hear these verses from her children.

Mom

I will plant a sprout in a pot,
I'll put it on the window.
Hurry, sprout,
Open the flower -
I really need him.

Rush the winds 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!

(V. Shugraeva)

I'll wake up at dawn tonight
I will get brushes, paints again,
I will draw on a large, large easel
Your greatest love

I'll draw my mom today,
Her eyes, which always shine with goodness,
Her cheeks that I kiss so often
Her hands that caress in bad weather!

I'll wake up at dawn today -
I won't sleep this moment today.
Draw my mom on an easel
Because I love her!

Resentment

I offended my mother.
Now never, never
We will not leave the house together,
We are not going anywhere with her.
She will not wave at the window,
I won't wave either.
She won't tell you anything
I won't tell either ...
I'll take the bag by the shoulders
I'll find a piece of bread
I'll take a stick stronger
I'll leave, I'll leave the taiga!
I will follow the trail
In a terrible, terrible frost.
And across the stormy river
I will build a bridge.
And I will be the main boss,
And I will be with a beard
And I will always be sad
And so silent ...
And now there will be a winter evening,
And now many years will pass
And now the jet is on the plane
Mom will take the ticket.
And on my birthday
That plane will arrive!
And mom will come out of there,
And mom will forgive me.

(E. Moshkovskaya)

Mom can do anything!
Children are all proud of their mother!
My dad is good too
But you will be lost without your mother.

Who will cook my porridge deliciously?
Who will braid the pigtail?
Who will tell me a story?
Who will sing a song for me?

Who blows on the knee
If suddenly I fall?
I'll go hug my mom,
I can't live without her!

All she

Who loves you children more,
Who loves you so dearly
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 is shedding tears then?
- "All she is, dear."

(Ivan Kosyakov)

My mom is the best!
She has a funny laugh
Mom is so smart
Mom knows everything!

Whatever you ask, he will give the answer.
How many planets are there in the sky?
What do monkeys eat in the morning?
Do elephants wear pants?

When I grow up big
I will read a lot of books,
So that you become smart like a mom,
And know all the answers.

A gift for mom

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

Mom a gift
I will cook.
The most beautiful
Mom is with me!

(O. Chusovitina)

Love Mom while she laughs ...
And her eyes burn with warmth ...
And her voice pours into your soul ...
Holy water, pure as a tear ...
Love Mom - she is alone in the world ...
Who loves you and is constantly waiting ...
She will always meet with a kind smile ...
She alone will forgive you and understand.

Song about mom

Mama!
The first word,
The main word
In every destiny.
Mama
Earth and Sky -
The world gave
Me and you.

It just so happens
If it happens
There is trouble in the house
Mom's hands
Mom's heart
Always there.
Mom's hands
Stroke gently -
It will get warmer.
Mom's heart
Will burst into love -
It will become brighter!

You will become an adult
And like a bird
You will fly away into the distance.
Only for mom
You, as before,
Cute baby.
Sleepless night
Mom, maybe
Will cry quietly ...
Where is my son?
Where is my daughter?
How does he live there?

Another song about mom:

Thank you my mom!

You are near, and everything is fine:
Both rain and cold wind.
Thank you my mom
For being in the world!

Mama!

The first word,
The main word
In every destiny.
Mama
Earth and Sky -
The world gave
Me and you.
(Yu. Entin)

Mom

Thank you for your love and affection,
What you have always surrounded me.
Thank you for your favorite fairy tales,
What did you read every night then.

Thank you for your great tenderness
For giving me life once.
Forgive me mom, forgive me for the negligence
I won't be anymore, I understood everything.

Sorry for the mistakes I made
For all the grief, dear, I'm sorry.
After all, in life you met them, and a lot,
On this long and difficult path.

Now my dear, I promise
That from now on I will listen to you and take care of you.
Live a long, long time. I wish you
Health, luck, smiles and meetings.

(Irina Polyakova)

Talking about mom

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 are having 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.
(N. Sakonskaya)

Mama

A cold wind blows into the sails
The fog descends on the sea, melting
And I close my eyes
And as if in a fairy tale I fly away to the house.

And the white sail carries me into the distance,
My ship is passing cities and countries,
In which life sings like a nightingale,
And my mother's love and tenderness blows to me.

(Livshits Semyon Efimovich)

Mom and Motherland are very similar ...

Mom and Motherland are very similar:
Mom is beautiful, Motherland too!
Take a closer look: mom has eyes
The colors are the same as heaven.

Mom's hair is like wheat
That ears in endless fields.
Mom's hands are warm and tender
They resemble a ray of the sun.

If mom sings a song, then she
A cheerful and sonorous brook echoes ...
This is how it should be: what is dear to us,
Always reminds our mothers.
(A. Starikov)

Mom's hands

Mom has warm hands like the sun,
So tenderly they know how to caress,
Heal pain, relieve boredom
We are ready to hug you any minute.
Playing, my hair will gently tousle,
They bake pies on weekends in the mornings,
And the legs tickle cheerfully in bed,
When I do not 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.
(I. Morozova)

Who loves you, children ...

Who loves you, children,
Who is so affectionate for you?
Without closing my eyes at night,
Does everyone care about you?
Mom dear!

The cradle who rocks you,
Who amuses you with a song
Or he says a fairy tale
Who gives you toys?
Mom is golden!

If you kids are lazy
Naughty, naughty,
As it happens sometimes
Who sheds tears then?
She is all dear!
(A. Maikov)

Mama!

If mom is happy
If she loves
Let the snow and showers -
It's always spring in the house!

(Oleg Bundur)

Kindness

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!
(L. Nikolaenko)

Let's sit in silence

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

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

And I said to the beam:
- I also want to move.

Yes, I don't really want what 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! "
(E. Blaginina)

Iron health

I take three popsicles,
I chew icicles and icicles,
I walk without a hat and my hands
I put it in the icy water.

Health iron straight:
I just can't get sick
So that a kind, gentle mother
You could sit with me.

(Oleg Bundur)

Lullaby for mom

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 will not touch her,
I'll just stand near.
Let her sleep a little -
I'll sing her a song.
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 audible in a dream? ..
(I. Chernitskaya)

Where is mom, where am I

Me and mom
In the whole world -
Surely the best
Friends.
I'm with mum
In tow
Where is mom,
There I am.
Together in the kitchen
And in the barn
In the garden
And in the garden
We eat together
Play
And we swim
In the pond.
(O. Driz
Per. from Jewish T. Spendiarova)

About mom

The house is empty
Very sad,
I don't want anything -
Not sung
Doesn't fight
Doesn't even laugh ...

I sat in silence.
Someone knocked.
I opened - and straight
Before me is Mom!

And it's not boring
And not sad
I want to run, I want to jump,
And laughs and sings
And he laughs with might and main!
(E. Karganova)

Mom is near

In the autumn, in the spring,
Summer and winter
Who is next to you
By your side?
Anyone is happy
In sorrow anyone
Who is next to you
By your side?
At night and in the morning
Today is like yesterday
Who wishes you
Any good?
(A. Kondratyev)

Our song with dad

What's on our way
Scary pit
Or danger
From the corner, -
If only mom
If only mom
If only mom
Was at home!
We're on top
Let's climb stubbornly
Will not scare
Steep rock, -
If only mom
If only mom
If only mom
I was waiting at home!
We trampled
There are many paths
Planet soon
Will become small, -
If only mom
If only mom
If only mom
She was with us!
(A. Kondratyev)

Our mothers are the most beautiful

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 is peering into our classroom.
Our mothers are the most, the nicest -
Who knows about this better than us!

White as swan feathers
Fluffs of clouds float in the distance.
Our mothers are the most, the most beloved
In a world full of stars and cornflowers!

Rainbows play with tints
Shine over the vastness of the earth ...
Our mothers are the happiest,
We read it in their eyes!

(M. Plyatskovsky)

You are the best in the world, mom

I love your ringing laugh
Mama,
You are the best in the world
Mama!
Open the doors to the fairy tale
Mama,
Give me a smile
Mama!

If you sing a song
Mama,
Then the rain will be heard
Mama,
"Good morning" you tell me
Mama,
The sun will flash in the window
Mama!

The stars are watching from above,
Mama,
It's good that you are near
Mama.
Smile, sing songs
Mama,
I will always be with you
Mama!
(M. Plyatskovsky)

Without mom

In our house there is a carousel:
Kissel flows like a brook,
Plates on the table
They jump like squirrels.

Masha is looking for a cat
The cat is looking for a bowl
Misha is looking for dad,
Dad is looking for a hat.

And nobody finds anything!
Misha whimpers
Masha is crying
The cat is sick of the white light! ..
What do you guys mean?

This means that mom is not at home!

Here is my mother. Finally!
Everything falls into place.

(E. Serova)

Mommy

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

(U. Rajab)

Without mom

In our house there is a carousel:
Kissel flows like a brook,
Plates on the table
They jump like squirrels.

Masha is looking for a cat
The cat is looking for a bowl
Misha is looking for dad,
Dad is looking for a hat.

And nobody finds anything!
Misha whimpers
Masha is crying
The cat is sick of the white light! ..
What do you guys mean?

This means that mom is not at home!

Here is my mother. Finally!
Everything falls into place.

(Elena Serova)

Eyelashes

I will fall asleep next to my mother
I'll cling to her with my eyelashes.
You eyelashes don't blink
Don't wake up Mommy!

(G. Vieru)

Mama

Mom will caress
Mom will cheer you up.
If he scolds,
It will always forgive.

I'm not afraid with her
No villain.
There is no kinder and more beautiful
My mothers!

Beloved mommy

Ruddy apple
I will not have one,
Half apple
I will give it to my beloved mom.

(E. Stekvashova)

Mama

Mom, very, very
I love you!
I love so much that at night
I don't sleep in the dark.
I stare into the dark
I am in a hurry to dawn.
I keep you all the time
Mommy, I love you!
So the dawn is shining.
It's already dawn.
No one in the world
There is no better mom!

(K. Kubilinskas)

Velcro-why

Mom loves and regrets.
Mom understands.
My mom can do everything
Knows everything in the world!
- Why do wasps bite?
I ask directly.
And to ALL my questions
Mom answers.
Tell me where from the sky
Snow is taken in winter.
Why a loaf of bread
Is it baked from flour?
Why does the dog bark?
What will you dream about?
Why does the icicle melt
And the eyelashes tremble?
Why is there a cloud in the sky
Is there a lawn in the forest?
I am a stick-slip,
AND SHE IS A KNOWLEDGE!

(T. Bokova)

Mama

Mom's dresses
Well straight
Countless.
Blue is
And there is green
There is blue
With big flowers -
Each one serves
In my mother's way.

This goes away
She's to the factory
In this to the theater
And he goes to visit,
Sits in this,
Busy with drawings ...
Each one serves
In my mother's way.

Thrown carelessly
On the headboard
Old, shabby
Mom's robe.
I serve it
Take care of mom,
And why -
Guess yourself:
If he puts on
Colored robe,
So the whole evening
Will stay with me.

(G. Demykina)

That would be like mom

My mom is singing
Always at work
And I always
Helping with the hunt!

Dreaming
Like mom
I become.
I'm learning to iron
And cook,
And wash,
And I wipe the dust
And I sweep the floor ...
Dreaming, dreaming.

I dream, I dream ...
I dream
Like Mom,
Be able to do everything
And maybe
Like Mom,
I will learn to sing.

(M. Sadovsky)

With mom in the city

When I'm around town
I go with my mom
By the hand of mom
I hold tightly:

Why would she
Go and be afraid
What can she
Get lost?

(S. Wheat)

Mom's help

I'm running my mother's work,
I help as much as I can.
Today mom is for lunch
Prepared cutlets
And she said: “Hear,
Get it out, eat it! "
I ate a little
Isn't that help?

(N. Grozovsky)

What does mom smell like

Spirits on Saturdays
Mom's outfit smells like
So they go to mom -
Both perfume and theater.

Pancakes on Sunday
Breakfast - here it is, ready!
So he suits mom,
This pancake smell.

Monday - business
Immediately our house smelled
So he suits mom -
This smell of papers.

But I will say, between us,
I'll tell you a secret:
I am dear to my mother
I come up the most!

(O. Bundur)

What kind of mom

When mom puts on an outfit
In the closet under the hanging cover,
Dad is terribly happy:
- You're just a gorgeous woman!

If mom is wearing a robe
And something is stirring in the pan,
Dad comes in and is glad again:
- You are a very cozy woman!

When we are on the beach and mom is walking
Along the sea coastal pebbles,
Dad looks with open mouth:
“You’re just a goddess — not a woman!”

It seems to me: even put your mom in a jacket
With some kind of paint-smelling smell
Dad will watch every day
And admire again!

(O. Bundur)

Take care of mom

If mom is not at home,
Very, very sad.
If mom is gone for a long time,
That dinner is not tasty.
If mom is not around
It's cold in the apartment
If mom is not close,
Bad in the whole world.
If mom is far away
It's not easy for children.
I'll tell you straight:
- Take care of mom!

(E. Ranneva)

Mama

This happens -
The dog barks
Rosehip pricks
The nettle will sting.
And at night I will dream
Huge pit.
You will fail.
As you fall, you shout out:
- Mama!
And mom will appear
Next to me
And everything that scared
Will pass by the side.
She will smile -
The splinters will disappear
Scratches, abrasions,
Bitter tears…
“What luck! -
I think, -
What is the best mom -
My!"

(V. Borisov)

About mom

Our mom is like spring:
The way the sun laughs
The way a summer breeze
It will touch my head.
It will get angry a little
As if a cloud came running
The way a rainbow is, she:
Looks - and shone!
Like a spring caretaker
Will not sit down, will not get tired.
When she comes home,
And immediately spring will come.

(S. Ivanova)

Mama

Make in the world
we can do a lot -
in the depths of the sea
and in space too.

We will come to the tundra
and to the hot deserts,
even the weather
alter!

Affairs and roads
there will be a lot in life ...
Let's ask ourselves:
well, where is their beginning?

Here it is, our answer,
The correct one is:
Everything we live with
It starts with mom!

(A. Kostetsky)

If mom is near

If mom is near, the world of wonders is full,
You don't need anything if mom is here
I'll take her hand tightly,
I will not give my mother in the world to anyone.

If mom is near, the world is flooded with the sun,
She will help me in everything, she will forgive everything,
He will tell me a fairy tale, he will sing a song,
If mom is around, she will understand everything.

I won't cry if I fall
Mom will be there, ward off trouble,
He kisses tightly and presses to his chest,
If mom is near, the pain will go away immediately.

If mom is at home, I'll play with her
Everything, of course, is more fun to do with mom,
I won't hide anything from my mother,
I never get tired of playing with her.

If my mother is not afraid of the rain next to me,
Even if it rains with hail, so what
I won't cry again
If mom is near, it doesn't matter.

If mom is near - then I can do everything,
I keep my mother from all the sorrows,
I fall asleep to her tunes.
Let my mommy dream in a dream.

(T. Frolova)

Quarrel with mom

Nikita was rude to mom,
And now she's angry!
It is necessary, without a doubt,
To apologize!

Although Nikita was stubborn,
He goes up to mom anyway.
After all, not life, but just grief,
If you are in a quarrel with your mother!

Who will hug you tenderly?
Only mommy, of course!
She will forgive you everything
And treat you with candy.

Nikita apologizes,
And the insult is forgotten!
Things are going well
If mom is happy!

(E. Popova)

Moms

Moms love to eat jam
Sitting in the dark in the kitchen
Sing and dance on Sunday
If nobody sees them.

Moms love to measure puddles
Finding them in hot summer
Forgetting the keys to the door
And then hang around somewhere.

Moms love to sleep on Saturday
And sculpt elephants out of the snow
And skip work
And run without a hat in winter.

Moms love to nibble on candy
And ride the tram
But they are silent about it,
Why?
Nobody knows…

(D. Gerasimova)

Parting

Everything I do for mom:
I play scales for her
I go to the doctor for her,
I teach math.

All the boys climbed into the river,
I sat alone on the beach
For her after an illness
Didn't even swim in the river.

I wash my hands for her
I eat some carrots ...
Only we are now apart,
Mom in the city of Pryluky
Fifth day on a business trip.

And tonight is the whole evening
I have nothing to do!
And probably out of habit
Or maybe out of boredom
I put matches in place
And for some reason I wash my hands.
And the scales sound sad
In our room. Without mom.

(Agniya Barto)

The happiest

The sun came out
Glitters in the meadow.
I will meet the sun
I run across the grass.
And the daisies are white
I tear on the fly.
I'll make a wreath
I will weave the sun.

The day sparkles with joy
In the distance beckons me
There is a rainbow above me
Fun ringing
By the river under the willow
I hear a nightingale
The happiest
This morning I am!

I gathered in my palms
Pure dew
Rainbow and sun
I'm carrying it in my hands!
And flowers over the river
Song and dawn -
Everything that I meet in the morning
I'll give it to my mom!

(K. Ibryaev)

Mom is a faithful friend

It's getting dark outside the window
And the evening yawned on the go.
I'm in a hurry from kindergarten,
I'm going to my beloved mother!
Mommy will smile
And brighter around
Because mommy -
The best friend!
It was a day both cheerful and sad,
So much happens during the day
And mommy really, really needs me
Hurry to tell about everything.
All my mother understands
It's not even a problem with her.
And if, it happens, he scolds me,
So this is always the case.
It got completely dark outside the window,
But we don't turn on the fire
Here mommy quietly sat down next to me
And he only listens to me!

(M. Sadovsky)

If I was a girl

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 in 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:
"You are a fine fellow, son!"

(E. Uspensky)

Who loves us dearly?

Who loves us dearly?
Mother Mother.
Who wakes us up in the morning?
Mother Mother.
Reads books to us
Mother Mother.
Singing songs
Mother Mother.
Who is hugging us?
Mother Mother.
Praises and caresses
Mother Mother.

(I. Arseev)

My mum

Go around the whole world
Just know in advance:
You will not find warmer hands
And more tender than mom's.
You will not find eyes in the world
Affectionate and stricter.
Mom to each of us
All people are dearer.
Hundred paths, roads around
Walk around the light:
Mom is the best friend
Better than mom - no!

(P. Sinyavsky)

About mommy

Who cherished my dolls
Sewing funny clothes
Helped me to lull them,
And played toys with me?
- My mommy!
Who helped me with advice,
When you fall and it hurts
And wiped away my tears
Said: "Don't cry, that's enough ..."?
- My mommy!
Who read me bedtime stories
Bending over me a little,
(And I closed my eyes,
And I felt so calm)?
- My mommy!
Who carried me to the crib
Wished good night
Whispered to me softly, sweetly:
"Sleep soon, daughter!"?
- My mommy!
Who is the most sensitive in the world
No better glory for her
The kindest, wisest?
- Well, of course, my mother!

(Larisa Kasimova)

Multicolored gift

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 I broke the orange ...
All the same, the portrait is beautiful,
Because this is mom!

(P. Sinyavsky)

On March 8, little son
I embroidered a handkerchief for my beloved mother,
I worked to embroider, pricked my palm,
But by March 8, I embroidered a little!

This is the gift he holds in his hand,
A white dove is embroidered on a scarf!
The guests were surprised, mother has no daughters,
Who embroidered her handkerchief so beautifully?

Women's Day

Mom's holiday is coming
Women's Day is coming!
I know that my mother loves roses very much,

poppies and lilacs!
But there is no lilac in March,

roses and poppies are not available ...
But you can on a piece of paper

draw all the flowers!
I will pin this picture

I'm over my mother's table.
In the morning I will hug and kiss my dear mother

and congratulations on Women's Day!

I am beloved mom

I am beloved mom
I will give gifts:
I will embroider her a handkerchief.
How alive, a flower!
I will clean the apartment cleanly -
And there will be no dust anywhere.
Delicious bake cake
With apple jam ...
Only mom is on the doorstep -
Here and congratulations!
You are my mummy
I congratulate you:
Happy this holiday,
Happy spring,
With the first flowers
And with a good daughter.

I love my mom

Mom brings me
Toys, candy,
But I love my mother
Not at all for that.
Funny songs
She hums
We are bored together
It never happens.

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

(L. Davydova)

Mom's smile

There is nothing sweeter
Mom's smile -
Like the sun's light flashes
The shaky one will dispel the darkness!

As if it will flash its tail
Gold fish -
Will bring joy to the heart
Mom's smile!

(T. Shorygina)

Without mom

In our house there is a carousel:
Kissel flows like a brook,
Plates on the table
They jump like squirrels.

Masha is looking for a cat
The cat is looking for a bowl
Misha is looking for dad,
Dad is looking for a hat.

And nobody finds anything!
Misha whimpers
Masha is crying
The cat is sick of the white light! ..
What do you guys mean?

This means that mom is not at home!

Here is my mother. Finally!
Everything falls into place.

(E. Serova)

On a winter evening

Whirled, whirled,
And there is no road to be seen.
Will mom get lost?
I'll go meet her.

Getting dressed, going -
Fur coat, mittens, scarf ...
In the meantime, I was going -
Here and mom on the doorstep!
(N. Tomilova)

Mama

Sits thinking
Day and night,
Who is this?
Sweet mom.

Always ready
Help everyone
Who is this?
Sweet mom.

Towering above everyone
In its simplicity,
Who is this?
Sweet mom.

Calm
Beautiful
In any hustle and bustle
Sweet, sweet mom.

Simple word

In the world
Kind words
Lives a lot
But everyone is kinder
And one thing is more tender:
Of two syllables
Simple word "ma-ma"
And there are no words
Dearer than it!

A lot of songs and poems, fairy tales and stories, parables and stories have been written about my mother. These 15 verses that we have collected for you will move you to tears! Especially if they sound from the mouth of a child's own ...

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

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

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

And I said to the beam:
- I also want to move.

Yes, I don't really want what 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! "
(E. Blaginina)

Song about mom
You know, mom, it's a normal day
We can't live without you!
The word mom is so familiar
Talk to us from the first days!

One has only to look closely -
The whole world will warm around
With the warmth of my mother's heart
Gentle, kind hands ...

Our troubles and adversities
Retreat before you
It becomes clearer to us every year
How are you fighting for us!

Mom, - there is no friend dearer -
Do you believe in our every takeoff!
Who else will help you ?!
Who else, like you, will understand ?!
(M. Sadovsky)

Mama
Mom's dresses
Well straight
Countless.
Blue is
And there is green
There is blue
With big flowers -
Each one serves
In my mother's way.

This goes away
She's to the factory
In this to the theater
And he goes to visit,
Sits in this,
Busy with drawings ...
Each one serves
In my mother's way.

Thrown carelessly
On the headboard
Old, shabby
Mom's robe.
I serve it
Take care of mom,
And why -
Guess yourself:
If he puts on
Colored robe,
So the whole evening
Will stay with me.
(G. Demykina)

Take care of mom
If mom is not at home,
Very, very sad.
If mom is gone for a long time,
That dinner is not tasty.
If mom is not around
It's cold in the apartment
If mom is not close,
Bad in the whole world.
If mom is far away
It's not easy for children.
I'll tell you straight:
- Take care of mom!
(E. Ranneva)

If I was a girl
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:
"You are a fine fellow, son!"

Simple word
In the world
Kind words
Lives a lot
But everyone is kinder
And one thing is more tender -
Of two syllables
Simple word "ma-ma"
And there are no words
Dearer than it!
(I. Maznin)

Moms
Moms love to eat jam
Sitting in the dark in the kitchen
Sing and dance on Sunday
If nobody sees them.

Moms love to measure puddles
Finding them in hot summer
Forgetting the keys to the door
And then hang around somewhere.

Moms love to sleep on Saturday
And sculpt elephants out of the snow
And skip work
And run without a hat in winter.

Moms love to nibble on candy
And ride the tram
But they are silent about it,
Why?
Nobody knows…
(D. Gerasimova)

Velcro-why
Mom loves and regrets.
Mom understands.
My mom can do everything
Knows everything in the world!
- Why do wasps bite?
I ask directly.
And to ALL my questions
Mom answers.
Tell me where from the sky
Snow is taken in winter.
Why a loaf of bread
Is it baked from flour?
Why does the dog bark?
What will you dream about?
Why does the icicle melt
And the eyelashes tremble?
Why is there a cloud in the sky
Is there a lawn in the forest?
I am a stick-slip,
AND SHE IS A KNOWLEDGE!
(T. Bokova)

If mom is near
If mom is near, the world of wonders is full,
You don't need anything if mom is here
I'll take her hand tightly,
I will not give my mother in the world to anyone.

If mom is near, the world is flooded with the sun,
She will help me in everything, she will forgive everything,
He will tell me a fairy tale, he will sing a song,
If mom is around, she will understand everything.

I won't cry if I fall
Mom will be there, ward off trouble,
He kisses tightly and presses to his chest,
If mom is near, the pain will go away immediately.

If mom is at home, I'll play with her
Everything, of course, is more fun to do with mom,
I won't hide anything from my mother,
I never get tired of playing with her.

If my mother is not afraid of the rain next to me,
Even if it rains with hail, so what
I won't cry again
If mom is near, it doesn't matter.

If mom is near - then I can do everything,
I keep my mother from all the sorrows,
I fall asleep to her tunes.
Let my mommy dream in a dream.
(T. Frolova)

Where is mom, where am I
Me and mom
In the whole world -
Surely the best
Friends.
I'm with mum
In tow
Where is mom,
There I am.
Together in the kitchen
And in the barn
In the garden
And in the garden
We eat together
Play
And we swim
In the pond.
(O. Driz)
(Translated from Jewish by T. Spendiarova)

Mom is the best friend
Go around the whole world
Just know in advance:
You will not find warmer hands
And more tender than mom's.
You will not find eyes in the world
Affectionate and stricter.
Mom to each of us
All people are dearer.
Hundred paths, roads around
Walk around the light:
Mom is the best friend
Better than mom - no!
(P. Sinyavsky)

Mom has warm hands like the sun
Mom has warm hands like the sun,
So tenderly they know how to caress,
Heal pain, relieve boredom
We are ready to hug you any minute.
Playing, my hair will gently tousle,
They bake pies on weekends in the mornings,
And the legs tickle cheerfully in bed,
When I do not 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.
(I. Morozova)

Song about mom
Mama!
The first word,
The main word
In every destiny.
Mama
Earth and Sky -
The world gave
Me and you.

It just so happens
If it happens
There is trouble in the house
Mom's hands
Mom's heart
Always there.
Mom's hands
Stroke gently -
It will get warmer.
Mom's heart
Will burst into love -
It will become brighter!

You will become an adult
And like a bird
You will fly away into the distance.
Only for mom
You, as before,
Cute baby.
Sleepless night
Mom, maybe
Will cry quietly ...
Where is my son?
Where is my daughter?
How does he live there?

Mama!
The first word,
The main word
In every destiny.
Mama
Earth and Sky -
The world gave
Me and you.
(Yu. Entin)

About mom
The house is empty
Very sad,
I don't want anything -
Not sung
Doesn't fight
Doesn't even laugh ...

I sat in silence.
Someone knocked.
I opened - and straight
Before me is Mom!

And it's not boring
And not sad
I want to run, I want to jump,
And laughs and sings
And he laughs with might and main!
(E. Karganova)