She is the sound of the dishwasher closing
She is the colour white,
the same colour as the washing machine!
She would be a comfy armchair
She is ice cream
because she is cool when things go bad.
She is a tiger because she protects me.
She is a golden daffodil, standing tall.
She is birthdays all year round.
Here are some more poems for Mothers’ Day:
These poems were written using an idea
called ‘The Furniture Game’
from Sandy Brownjohn’s book,
‘Does It Have To Rhyme?’ (Hodder & Stoughton, 1980)