Beautiful Quotes About Mother’s Day
- Dear Mom, you are the candle of the universe. Today, the whole world celebrates, and among the crowds, I wish you a happy Mother’s Day.
- Mom, you are the brightest moon of all, the lady of the lands and countries. Every year, you are the adornment of our home.
- I cannot imagine my life without you; life only becomes sweeter with your presence. Every Mother’s Day, I pray to God to keep you by my side.
- I was unsure of what to gift you, dear mother, but I realized the best gift is to pray for your well-being.
- Mom, you are the spring breeze that gives life its colors. Each year, may you continue to be the light of the universe.
- Your love, dear mother, is a melody of rain and a sweet tune at twilight. May God preserve you for me and protect you from all harm.
- Your holiday is the sweetest of all, your heart is the most beautiful, and no other gift suits you.
- You are the gentle strength that has cleared the stones from my path.
- Mom, you are the guiding star from which all the light of the world flows. You are everything in my life.
- Dearest mother, you are an angel, and your image is engraved on the walls of my heart. Every year, you are the heartbeat of my existence.
- You are the breeze that has left its mark on the dictionary of my life.
- You are the destiny that has planted beautiful roses within me.
- You are the legend that has left a fragrant impression in my essence.
- Mom, without you, I would not have reached where I am today. You remain my pride, my treasure, and my motivation for success.
- Your pure love and warm heart surpass all my descriptions. Every year, you are the entirety of my life.
Proverbs About Mothers from Around the World
- When a mother passes away, the father becomes blind.
- No matter how poor a mother may be, she will never deprive her child of warm clothes.
- A mother worries about her child’s health, while a wife seeks to know what gift her husband brings her.
- The hand of a mother is sweet even when it strikes.
- A shirt made from fabric sewn by a mother provides warmth, while one made from wool sewn by a stranger does not.
- A mother loves tenderly, while a father loves wisely.
- When you lose your mother, you lose both your parents.
- A mother can discipline her child and scold him, but she will quickly shower him with kisses.
- Within every mother lies a queen; ask her, and she will fulfill your requests.
Words About Father’s Day
- The parents are the only two people in the world who will never envy you for your success.
- A father can care for ten children, but ten children cannot take care of one father.
- A child born without a father is a half-orphan; one born without a mother is a complete orphan.
- Everything can be bought except for a father and a mother.
- A father’s kindness is higher than peaks, while a mother’s kindness is deeper than oceans.
- He who has a father has no worries, so what about he who has God?
- Behind every great man stands a great father and mother.
- A father’s heart never sleeps until all hearts are at rest.
- A father is the only one who will not envy his son for his talent.
- Honor your father while he is alive and treat him with respect more than you do your mother.
- If you live without being a father, you will die without being a man.
- A father conceals his son’s mistakes, while the son hides his father’s errors.
- There is no place where a child sleeps as securely as in his father’s room.
Poems About Mother
Poem: “Hymn of the Mother”
- Written by Majid Al-Baldaawi:
To the garden of compassion and safety,
Oh lady of love; you are all love,
Oh mistress of the heart; you are all the heart,
How can I distribute my pain,
While the rosy dream threatens me with awakening…
You are the one who has rained down on the earth
With this flow.
My mother, the lady of the soul and life,
Oh outpouring of tenderness,
Oh Quran of mercy in a human form,
Oh sacred one bestowing every youth to paradise,
And coloring the history of things with a touch of faith.
Oh my mother… how can I inscribe my words,
Is one poetic verse enough for you,
Or an entire collection…
You are the prophet of my sadness and joy,
The capital of sorrows.
Oh greater than all my letters,
Greater than all my songs,
Oh greater than the window of forgiveness.
God has granted you wisdom, and gives you solace,
I will kiss the soles of your sacred feet,
To gain entry into paradise.
Oh lady of love and tempest of emotions,
I seek your forgiveness now and ask for your pardon,
And seek God’s forgiveness on your hands.
So ride the cloud,
And strengthen my will,
The will of the soul….
My soul is weary, and my steps are lightened by deprivation,
And I am still me,
Crawling beneath the shade of astonishment,
Reciting whatever is facilitated to me from passion or sorrow.
My mother, oh the flower of the earth,
Oh the greatest title,
How can I repay all my debts to you,
While I stand with one or two missteps?
Poem: “Five Letters to My Mother”
- Written by Nizar Qabbani:
Good morning, oh beautiful one…
Good morning, oh my sweet saint,
It has been two years, oh my mother,
Since the boy who set sail
On his mythical journey
And hid in his luggage
The morning of his green homeland
And its stars, its rivers, and all its red siblings.
He hid in his clothes
Some sprigs of mint and thyme,
And a flower from Damascus…
I am alone…
The smoke of my cigarettes bores me,
And the seat I occupy bores me,
And my sorrows are birds…
Still searching for a local harvest.
I have known the women of Europe,
I have known the emotions made of cement and wood,
I have known the civilization of fatigue…
I have sailed through India, sailed through Sindh, sailed through the yellow world,
And yet I have not found…
A woman to comb my golden hair
And carry in her bag…
Dolls of sugar
Who dresses me when I am naked
And helps me when I stumble.
Oh my mother…
Oh my mother…
I am the boy who set sail,
And still lives with a thought of your sweet doll.
So how, oh my mother,
Did I become a father,
And yet I have not grown up?
Good morning from Madrid…
How is the jasmine doing?
In it I entrust you, oh mother…
That little girl,
For she has always been the beloved of my father…
He treats her like his child,
Inviting her to his cup of coffee,
Giving her drinks,
Feeding her, and
Showering her with his affection.