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Kursus General English – Untuk ibu tersayang, sebuah puisi yang indah dapat menjadi hadiah untuk merayakan peringatan Hari Ibu Nasional yang jatuh pada tanggal 22 Desember. Berikut rekomendasi puisi Hari Ibu yang singkat tetapi penuh makna. Yuk, sampaikan rasa cinta yang dalam menyentuh hati!

Puisi Hari Ibu Bahasa Inggris, Singkat dan Bermakna

Kehadiran ibu dan perempuan memiliki peran yang penting dalam hidup. Ucapan selamat Hari Ibu akan menjadi lebih bermakna dengan puisi untuk ibu yang mengungkapkan rasa kasih sayang dan syukur.

Puisi dapat mencerminkan perasaan secara dalam hingga menitikkan air mata. Kamu juga dapat menjadikan puisi Hari Ibu berikut ini sebagai caption media sosial, seperti Instagram dan Facebook.

Berikut 25 puisi Hari Ibu yang singkat dalam bahasa Inggris, seperti  yang dikutip dari Pan Macmillan dan Poets.

1. Rock Me To Sleep

Mother, dear mother, the years have been long

Since I last listened your lullaby song:

Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem

Womanhood’s years have been only a dream.

– Elizabeth Chase Akers Allen

2.  A Thank You Note 

You have told me

all the things

before I knew

I needed to hear them

To be unafraid

Of all the things

I use to fear

Before I knew

I shouldn’t fear them

– Lang Leav

3. To My Mother

You too, my mother, read my rhymes

For love of unforgotten times,

And you may chance to hear once more

The little feet along the floor.

– Robert Louis Stevenson

4.  Wishing

Home comes the rover,

For mother’s kiss- sweeter this

Than any other thing!

– The Fairies William Allingham

5. Her Wands

Her hands held me gently from the day

I took my first breath.

Her hands helped to guide me as I took my

first step.

Her hands held me close when the tears

would start to fall.

Her hands were quick to show me that she

would take care of it all.

– Maggie Pittman

6. Mother o’ Mine

If I were hanged on the highest hill,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

I know whose love would follow me still,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

If I were drowned in the deepest sea,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

I know whose tears would come down to me,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

If I were damned of body and soul,

I know whose prayers would make me whole,

Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

– Rudyard Kipling

7. Mother

Your love was like moonlight

turning harsh things to beauty,

so that little wry souls

reflecting each other obliquely

as in cracked mirrors . . .

beheld in your luminous spirit

their own reflection,

transfigured as in a shining stream,

and loved you for what they are not.

You are less an image in my mind

than a luster

I see you in gleams

pale as star-light on a gray wall . . .

evanescent as the reflection of a white swan

shimmering in broken water.

– Lola Ridge

8.  Lands

My mother was

my first country,

The first place I

ever lived.

– Saly Nayyriah Waheed

9. Untitled Poem

Mommy, I love you

For all that you do.

I’ll kiss you and hug you‘

Cause you love me, too.

You feed me and need me

To teach you to play,

So smile ‘cause I love you

On this Mother’s Day.

– Nicholas Gordon

10. The Gardener

If there are any heavens my mother will

(all by herself) have

one. It will not be a pansy heaven nor

a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but

it will be a heaven of blackred roses….

& the whole garden will bow

– EE Cummings

11. I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone

I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection,

never be blind or too old

to uphold your weighty wavering reflection.

I want to unfold.

Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent;

for there I would be dishonest, untrue.

I want my conscience to be

true before you;

want to describe myself like a picture I observed

for a long time, one close up,

like a new word I learned and embraced,

like the everyday jug,

like my mother’s face,

like a ship that carried me along

through the deadliest storm.

– Rainer Maria Rilke

12. To My Mother 

To-day’s your natal day;

Sweet flowers I bring:

Mother, accept, I pray

My offering.

And may you happy live,

And long us bless:

Receiving as you give

Great happiness.

– Christina Rossetti

13. Untitled Poem

Your arms were always open when I needed a hug.

Your heart understood when I needed a friend.

– Sarah Malin

14. Unknown

Roses are red,

violets are blue.

Happy Mother’s Day Mom!

Sorry you didn’t give birth to a poet who could rhyme!

15. Your Clothes

Of course they are empty shells, without hope of animation.

Of course they are artifacts.

Even if my sister and I should wear some,

or if we give others away,

they will always be your clothes without you,

as we will always be your daughters without you.

– Judith Kroll

16. Your Soul Is a River

The water of her womb, your first home.

The body she pulled apart to welcome you to the world.

The spirit in you she helped grow with all she knew.

The heart that she gave you when yours fell apart.

You are her soft miracle.

So she gave you her eyes to see the best in the worst.

You carry your mother in your eyes.

Make her proud of all she watches you do.

– Nikita Gill

17. Never Enough

Sometimes I know the words to say to give thanks for all you’ve done, but then they fly up and away as quickly as they come.

How could I possibly thank you enough, the one who makes me whole, the one to whom I owe my life, the forming of my soul.

The one who tucked me in at night, the one who stopped my crying, the one who was the expert at picking up when I was lying.

– Reanna Almeida

18. I Will Have to Wait ‘Till I’m Mother

I struggle so deeply

to understand

how someone can

pour their entire soul

blood and energy

into someone

without wanting

anything in

return

I will have to wait till I’m a mother

– Rupi Kaur

19.  Sonnets Are Full of Love

Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome

Has many sonnets: so here now shall be

One sonnet more, a love sonnet, from me

To her whose heart is my heart’s quiet home,

To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee

I learnt love-lore that is not troublesome;

Whose service is my special dignity,

And she my loadstare while I go and come

And so because you love me, and because

I love you, Mother, I have woven a wreath

Of rhymes wherewith to crown your honoured name:

In you not fourscore years can dim the flame

Of love, whose blessed glow transcends the laws

Of time and change and mortal life and death.

– Christina Rossetti

20. The Breakfast Nook

We’d pout. Our mother, brisking off,

urged Darlings! — your vitamins & minerals

dissolve inside with the milk & this-&-that

into instructions rejiggering more

vitamins, minerals, milk & this-&-that

to fizz up & turn into actual you,

or me, or anybody & etc.

Experiment: — you might let drop

capsules & milk into spit in one

– Martha Zweig

21. A Mother’s Love

A Mother’s love is something

that no one can explain,

It is made of deep devotion

and of sacrifice and pain,

It is endless and unselfish

and enduring come what may,

For nothing can destroy it

or take that love away,

It is patient and forgiving

when all others are forsaking,

And it never fails or falters

even though the heart is breaking,

It believes beyond believing

when the world around condemns

,And it glows with all the beauty

of the rarest, brightest gems,

It is far beyond defining,

it defies all explanation,

And it still remains a secret

like the mysteries of creation,

A many splendored miracle

man cannot understand

And another wondrous evidence

of God’s tender guiding hand.

– Helen Steiner Rice

22. Mother’s Incomparable Love

I know, however hard I will try,

I won’t be able to find words,

To express my love for you,

Your love is incomparable, unparallel

Your Love is so pure a feeling,

I cannot find express it on words,

I love you Mom,And, I love God,

Because, he made you for me!!

– Anonim

23. To My Mother

Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,

The angels, whispering to one another,

Can find, among their burning terms of love,

None so devotional as that of “Mother,”

Therefore by that dear name I long have called you —

You who are more than mother unto me,

And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you

In setting my Virginia’s spirit free.

My mother — my own mother, who died early,

Was but the mother of myself; but you

Are mother to the one I loved so dearly,

And thus are dearer than the mother I knew

By that infinity with which my wife

Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.

– Edgar Allan Poe

24. Mother

What you do with time

is what a grandmother clock

does with it: strike twelve

and take its time doing it.

You’re the clock: time passes,

you remain. And wait.

Waiting is what happens to

a snow-covered garden, 

a trunk under moss,

hope for better times

in the nineteenth century,

or words in a poem.

For poetry is about letting things

grow moldy together, like grapes

turning into wine, reality into preserves,

and hoarding words

in the cellar of yourself.

– Herman de Coninck

25. The Angel that presided ‘oer my birth

The Angel that presided ‘oer my birth

Said, “Little creature, form’d of Joy and Mirth,

“Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.”

– William Blake

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