21 Inspirational Poems For Single Moms

Written by Harini Natarajan

Being a single mom can feel overwhelming at times. Feeding, caring, teaching, and protecting your children all by yourself is no cake walk. Sometimes you might want to lock yourself in the pantry and have space for yourself. Here are 21 inspirational poems for single moms that will help motivate and appreciate yourself.

21 Inspirational Poems About Single Moms

1. Single Mom

“She is a single mother
With a lot on her mind
She is strong and independent
That’s really hard to find

She is always doing her best
To keep up a lovely home
Even though sometimes deep down
She feels sad and alone

Her kids keep her going
Their the apple of her eye
They see here as a hero
That’s something she won’t deny

Everything she does
It’s with happiness and love
Each night before she goes to bed
She thanks the good lord above

For giving her the strength
To get through each long day
But being the world’s great mom
That’s something no one can take away”

– Movrike

2. Struggle Of A Single Mother

“Once upon a midnight other children asleep in bed
while mine are wide awake ignoring everything I said.
I am on my own without a supportive spouse
and there is much fighting going on in the house.
I do the best that I can but it is never enough
my children can be wild, taking care of them is rough.

Dressed in my nightwear, hands holding my head
I repeat myself often when I say, “Go to bed!”
The children are loud running up and down stairs.
while I go into a stupor, thinking “Aaahhh Who cares?”
Awakened from a daydream with wide open eye
I shout “Go to your rooms” then I start to cry.

“Please go to bed or you will be grounded”
I finally throw a shoe and they look astounded.
It was getting later and their behavior was bad
I wished they would mind me, I was getting mad.
My job is rough, being the mother of three
How can I get their attention? they must look at me.

My children notice my tears and ask me, “What’s wrong?”
I was very upset when I needed to be strong.
I told them that they need to behave in my care
because their behavior is getting too hard to bear.
They lead me to my room and turn out the light
Then they go to bed a little after midnight.

I struggle every night to be a parent on my own
cause my children won’t listen to my words alone.
The place is a mess and they will not do their share
I stress when I clean up and they don’t seem to care.
They can be sweet and they are full of surprise
but sleep doesn’t come easy until their mother cries.”

– Poetess12

3. Single Mom

“I sit and look out upon the life of a single parent
I hear the single mother’s selfless cries of loneliness for her child in the still darkness of
the night
I see the mother awaking her child with a playful game of peek-a-boo with a smile as warm
and bright as the afternoon sun at its apex of the day
I mark the loving kindness she expresses toward her son even with the all the trials
and tribulations this world puts upon her
I observe the mother getting herself ready for work with the misgivings of the coming day
(where are my socks, did I already put salt in the eggs, where did I put my keys)
I observe the quiet darkness of the child’s bedroom with the mother sitting on the bed
with a Bible in hand telling her child of all the wonderful things of God’s love then kissing
him good night
All these things are things a mother has to do to help her child grow
See, hear, and be not afraid you can succeed with God’s help”

– Tiara S. Winston

4. A Baby Cries In The Middle Of The Night

“A baby cries in the middle of the night.
She’s the only one to calm her screams.
Exhausted at 3 in the morning
Every night it’s the same thing.
She works two jobs just to make ends meet.
She wishes she had more time.
Guilt stricken for leaving her 10 hours.
At the Day Care, she picks her up each night.

Every night she says to her baby, holding her close as she fights sleep,

“Looking at that face, it’s so hard to see
What would life be like without you next to me?
I know things are hard, just the two of us, but we’ll somehow make it through.
Mommy didn’t mean for this to be so hard.
Just don’t forget I will always love you! ”

Left all alone to raise a child.
No child support to help her out.
But, money is hard to get when daddy isn’t around.
He wasn’t there to hold her hand when their baby took her first breath.

He hasn’t even seen how much she looks like him,
Before she was born, he was killed by a drunk driver in an awful wreck.
She still blames herself and is mad he left her alone.
But she looks at her and sees him and knows her heart is his home.

The day came when she took her first step.
She held her close and looked in her eyes, and it nearly scared her to death.
She could see her husband looking at her too.
A tear ran down her cheek, and she said,
“Honey, God might have taken Daddy to Heaven, but he will always be right here with you.””

– Rachael Ruyle

5. My Hero, My Mom

“She gave me life.
She gave me talents.
She gave me the face I wear.
I look like her copy,
Yet I am so much more,
That “so much more”,
I learned from her,
From her mistakes.

She seems like the heroes
That rest inside the books.
She handles life,
Not always wisely,
But we always get though it unharmed.
She doubts herself,
Yet she’s the best leader;
She always finds the right solution,
From asking herself the same question,
Over and over again.
She’s brave.
She never runs away.
She faces trouble.
She does her best.

She is my mom.
Yet I see her like a sister,
My best old friend that knows so much.

She has her faults,
Don’t get me wrong.
Stress sometimes gets her,
At the end of the day.
But that is normal,
After all her tiring sacrifices.

Yet she is my hero.
She’s a single mother.
She works hard to make ends meet.
I admire her efforts,
And her determination,
To make life better.

She’s always reading with me,
Harry Potter
Or whatever books I read.
So I can debate with her.
Will Harry succeed?
Will he fail?

Mom always supports me,
In my important decisions.
She was my first poetry critic,
When I first started writing,
In English,
Three years ago.
She reads my poems,
She tells me what is right,
And we laugh about what’s wrong.

I thank her for all she’s done,
For all the times she opened my eyes,
For all the times she helped me,
For all the nights she didn’t sleep,
Because I was sick,
For all her efforts,
For all her support,
For being there,
For caring.

I love her.”

– Lune Argentie

6. A Single Mom In A Man’s World

“Smart and driven from the start of her career.
She completed her doctorate with nothing to fear.
Teaching generations of managers was her gift.
Her students were never bored or left adrift.

And now another employee has gone for no reason.
For her, a new job, a new life, and a brand new season.
She is a gentle yet blunt soul.
Equal pay for equal work was her goal.

Let’s give her credit for raising two boys with plenty of love.
That talent or skill requires assistance from above.
Single mom’s have it tougher than you or me.
Women deserve every chance, can’t you see?

A good friend to me she has been.
I truly believe she has won in the end.
Fame, fortune, and love will be hers.
Not that I think that is all she prefers.

Recognition for a job well done.
This is why Rhonda’s work has
only begun.
One more line, and I’ll be through.
Rhonda Bell, I am proud of you.”

– Manager Poet

7. I See Her Often Struggling All Alone

“I see her often….struggling all alone.
A diaper bag, pocketbook, and the baby.
The look of distress on her face as she pushes the stroller home.

She raises her child all by herself.
Her pockets are not overflowing….which means she’s lacking wealth.

She shuffles off to work each day.
She’s wondering when they will increase the dollars in her pay.

Single mom to some, Superwoman to her kids…..no regrets, it is what it is.

How I admire her strength and drive.
She’s strong during the day, but at night she cries.
This is not the way it was supposed to be.
My child should be seeing double, not just me.

Her mind is steady racing, but this is not a race.
The thought started here, and now it’s in a different place.

The sacrifices and staying up late when her child is sick.
She’s snapping pictures at Christmas time as her daughter opens presents
left by jolly ole Saint Nick.

She’s thankful for this precious jewel that she must shape and shine.
Smiling as she puts her child to bed because she has to be at work by
nine.

There’s always something to be done, so there’s not much time to sit.
This is a full-time job and one which she can’t quit.

The cooking, the cleaning and washing clothes,
She’s looking for some tissues so she can wipe her runny nose.

She thinks she’s a single mom, but that’s not entirely true.
The Lord is guiding and assisting….pulling her through.

Keep your head up, and don’t let anyone or anything bring you down.
A queen’s crown belongs on her head…..not upon the ground.

A dedication to the single mother’s……..Thank you for all that you do and
have done.”

– TheTeacher

8. Happy

“He cries for me when he leaves
with his father, the back and forth

boomerang, you never expect
your child will become. The sudden

woes of a two-year-old. The drama
of honey swirled incorrectly on oatmeal.

Should it have been doused
counter-clockwise? Three fires

have already been put out
in my house, this morning and I speak

without metaphor, about the imagination
of a two-year-old who seems to know

where I break, where my patience ends
and exactly where it will hurt worst

If a plastic fire truck slams into my shin.
Then, completely human, he senses

a crack in our connection, tantrum
suddenly ends, sticky hands grasp any body

part in reach – the need to know
you are loved, even after

you’ve thrown your bowl of hot oatmeal
on the floor: “mommy, are you happy

because you love me?””

– Crystal Ellefsen

9. News Radio

“I turn on the news. I turn
it off. I turn it on.

Off. I cry. I call
the lawyer to find out

when the divorce documents
will be ready to sign. I turn

on the news. I turn it off.
I text him a picture of our

son in a pumpkin patch.
I turn on the news.

I text him to say that our
son cried because

the little train was too loud
and squeaky, too scary. I turn

off the news. I turn it on.
Justice is only a word.

Cruel dictators die
rarely and how

does being cruel
to their corpse

make anything
better.”

– Crystal Ellefsen

10. My Mom

“My mom is very special,
My mom is very kind,
My mom always tells me I’m special,
She’s always on my mind.
My mom watches me grow,
My mom watches me cry,
Of course, she’ll always know,
She’ll never have to tell me good-bye.
My mom will always hug and kiss,
My mom will always care.
My days she will never miss,
Coz I’m her little teddy bear.
My mom is very special,
My mom is very kind,
My mom always tells me I’m special,
She’s always on my mind.”

– Anonymous

11. Mother And Child

“A mother’s love begins
Before the child is born
And lasts through time
And difficulties
And differences
And many wounds
And days of joy
And days of sorrow
Winding, wearing
Weeping, sharing
Changing
Until, at the end
What remains
Is that solid core
That began as love
Before the child was born.”

– Anonymous

12. The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Is The Hand That Rules The World

“Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace.
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Infancy’s the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mothers first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow—
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Woman, how divine your mission,
Here upon our natal sod;
Keep—oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky—
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world”

– William Ross Wallace

13. The Best Mom

“Mom, you are the best mom in the world.
Of all the other moms, you are the best.
Many people are not as special as you are
Nothing in the world can compare how much I love you.
Got the best care I needed in the world
Unbelievable caring ness in a mother
Your kindness and great mood
Everything you give me is with the kindness of your heart.
Now I want to tell you “I love you with all my heart.””

– William Ross Wallace

14. A Single Mother Doesn’t Know Defeat

“Another day of kicking ass,
Of waking up with pride.
She drives herself to work,
Smiling at the her, she’s left behind.

Another day of dreaming,
Reconnecting with her soul.
She spreads her wings to fly,
Peace of mind is her goal.

Another day of victories,
One foot in front of the other.
She sows the seeds of paradise.
From her strength as a mother.

When the moon shines bright inside her lair,
Another day complete,
She holds her children close with care.
A single mother who doesn’t know defeat.

Her heart aches with love and joy,
As she begins to pray.
She walks an unknown path,
Grateful for every single day.”

– Cassie Faerber

15. Single And Struggling

“As the yellow sun sets o’er the ocean
And deep darkness envelopes the earth.
As the world is rocked to sleep by the night’s rhythm
She stays awake, and with the stars keep watch

She’s often terrified. She’s often paranoid.
Alone and lonely; choked by the grip of terror
She watches helplessly as life slowly passes by
Hurt and vulnerable, she curses her miserable fate

Perched precariously on the edge of the night
She wonders what new mischief the dawn brings
She rocks the cradle, and sings, and dozes, and wakes.
A vicious cycle from which there’s no breaking

Always the last to bed; always the first to rise
The lives of wild, innocent little things rest on her shoulder
She cannot falter. She cannot break. She cannot rest
She cries in the rain and sends her miseries to the clouds

Life is not fair. The world is a cruel, dark place
She’s an object of undeserved neglect – a Cinderella
Still, I marvel at her strength and her pride
Her resilience, and instinct, her love, and affection

She’s a father, and a mother, and a doctor, and a cook
Roles she hadn’t wanted, duties life hadn’t prepared her for
Her hair suddenly greys, but I still see her beauty
Her skin quickly wrinkles, but I still see her radiance”

– Ademola Adeyoju & Onashile Peace (Tolarnee)

16. Never Wanted To Be A Single Mother

“Never wanted to do it alone,
Raise a child on my own,
One-sided without assistance,
Always believed two parents were needed.
For a child to go the distance
Fought to keep that dream alive,
Battled my own insecurities inside
Took a long time to realize
I would only fail if I didn’t try,
So I took a new approach.
I needed to change how I felt,
For the sake of my child’s happiness
It was time to do it by myself.
Had to let go of hopeful wishing,
Had to make some harsh decisions,
No longer waiting on another’s efforts,
Had to stop lingering for the better
Assuming one day, the other party would get it,
Stressing because that person doesn’t listen,
Taking away from all I could give
Had to grow up and let go
So that we could comfortably live
No more bread crumbs,
And dropping hints,
No more directions to follow and pointless fits
No more tears shed because of events missed.
Because when I only focus on us,
It is just pure happiness.
I know what I can do,
It is now clear to me,
No longer do I look for support.
To come to me,
I have everything inside that my child will ever need,
No end to how far I’ll go,
For I am willing to take the lead
Never wanted to be a parent,
I seen the responsibilities coming,
It is a shame that both parents.
Couldn’t hit the ground running,
But I am happy with my decision,
Wouldn’t change anything,
Couldn’t imagine my life now,
Without my bundle of joy breathing
I’ve also learned not to blame,
Not to even whisper ones’ name,
No need to bad mouth the other,
I am grateful we were lovers,
For I got the greatest gift,
And it is all mine,
I have the biggest role,
And that is just fine,
For the love I have is stronger than any other,
So when it all is said and done…
I am a PROUD single mother!”

– Kayotic Konfessions

17. To Our Single Mom On Father’s Day!

“This poem is for our single Mom.
We hope it makes her laugh.
Because she’s like a dad as well
She’s never been just half!

So now that Father’s Day has come.
We couldn’t miss her out.
So
“HAPPY FATHER’S DAY, SINGLE MOM.”
We need to shout it out!

We hope you have a lovely day.
And celebrate in style.
You try your very best for us.
And always make us smile.

We’ve never felt we’re missing out.
Not having Dad around.
You’re the best of both worlds, really.
And you keep us safe and sound.

We won’t bring you a pipe and slippers.
That would seem quite mean.
But we’ll bring you a sparkling golden crown.
For our single Mom, our Queen!

Happy Father’s Day, Mom – We love you!”

– Gerardo Campbell

18. Single Mom To Grandma

“I was a single mom
when I was young
I loved first my Lord
and then my son.
My prayer was simple
every day
Dear Lord,
Please don’t take my son away.

I have had many losses
throughout my life
Divorced with a six year old
filled my world with strife
Things were tough
it was hard to succeed
God gave me the skills
and opportunities I needed.

There were times
I felt disowned
I was in this world
alone with my son
I never loved a person
as much as I loved him
He was my everything
keeping him close
was more than a whim.

Now he’s grown into a
fine young man
with a beautiful wife
and two children in hand
I love them all with my
whole heart
and now I pray, Lord,
Ne’er pull them apart
and dear Lord
always keep them near
Losing any one of them
Is more than I could bear.

Amen”

– Francine Morales

19. Single Moms

“We are strong
And
We want our kids to see it

Its not easy
Its challenging
But
Seeing our kids faces light up its a heaven send

Being a parent
Is
A wonderful gift
A new experience that changes our life for the better

A never ending love
Between
Our babies and us”

– S21

20. Eggshells

“I am a single mom
Fighting for my children
They peep inside tiny fragmented shells
and I tip toe around splintered oblong spheres
So the pin does not come out
I am a bird
With the weapon pointed at me
And metal
is cold
And feathers are fire
receiving the blast –
I am tired.
I am a single mom
My wings beat the wind
The frozen ice air
Long and always strong blast
I cannot hide from the weapons
But I can fly from them.
So I guard my hatchlings
And face the wind.
Flames curl around the metal edges – they laugh
and I laugh back.”

– Laura McKee15

21. Hang In There, My Friend

“Hang in there, my friend.
The days are long

The years are short.

You can get through it all you know you can because you have to,

You’re the strong one, you’re the support.

Some days you feel sad because you think you’re a shit parent.

That’s it – you’re bad…

But NO you aren’t at all, stand up stand tall!

Hang in there, my friend.

When your child succeeds you get to experience the joy all for you,

You did this you got them through!

They are happy,

They are clean,

They are fed.

And yes, lets not lie we count the time, the minutes and the hours til we can get
them to bed!

Bed time gets stretched out for quite a while as they plead in denial about their
sleepy heads.

Hang in there, my friend.

You didn’t plan on being a single parent but you have to deal with the cards you
are dealt the best way you can.

See the positive – you have your very own clan!

You see the eyes of pity, perhaps a tinge of sadness the moment you mention
“I’m a single parent”

Why should this be when just because you’re a single parent doesn’t mean you
can’t be a success.

Ok, kids aren’t easy, they can be a stress.

In the end, you’re the only one who can give your children a happy parent who
loves life!

A life without fear, worry or strife.

Hang in there my friend.

Parents, single or not, put a lot of pressure on themselves trying to balance it all.

It’s never going to be 100% balanced, the sooner you know this, the sooner you
can relieve some of the pressure you put on yourself, no matter how small.

As they say “Being a single parent is twice the work, twice the stress and twice
the tears but also twice the hugs, twice the love and twice the pride.”

You’ve got this just take it in your stride.

A single parent tries when things are hard and they never give up.

Because that’s the job for their little cub/s!

A single parent believes in their family, even when things are tough and they
know that above all things… Love is more than enough.

Hang in there my friend.

Parents don’t always know what to do or how to do it but are never willing to
give up when times get rough.

Remember – with shelter, food and clothes you have more than enough.

Remember – that beauty of having your own children isn’t in the perfect photos
we show the world,

Remember – the beauty is in the folds and creases of our lives – of your lives –
whether it’s bent or curled.

The tantrums, time outs and tears and throw ups.

The firsts, the lessons, the doctors check ups.

Parenting has no rules and it’s a tough job, and even when they’re grown you’ll
be a parent til the end.

Hang in there my friend.”

– Bryony A Shaw

A Letter To All The Single Mothers

Dear Single Moms,

You make us proud the way you love, teach, and protect. You would go to the ends of the earth, spar with mythical beasts, and sail the seven seas for your child. Your strength knows no end, and your perseverance, no bounds. In all your battles, you always succeed because you never give up.

You manage your profession, fix three meals a day, have an eye on your child, and still get the laundry and cleaning done. It isn’t said enough – you are a powerhouse! For all the times you’ve struggled and come through, we applaud your resilience. You are God’s gift to mankind.

Yours always
Stylecraze

Single moms are worth ten men and utterly priceless in this world. Even when you feel head over heels, you still hold your own. We hope these poems make all the single mothers feel good and proud about themselves.

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As Chief Editor, Harini sets the tone and editorial direction for StyleCraze to deliver engaging, interesting, and authentic content revolving around women's health, wellness, and beauty. She has over 14 years of experience in content writing and editing for online media. She specializes in the areas of Beauty, Lifestyle, and Health & Wellness and is proficient in Medical Sciences (Biology, Human Anatomy and Physiology, and Biochemistry). Her background in Biomedical Engineering helps her decode and interpret the finer nuances of scientific research for her team. Harini is a certified bibliophile and a closet poet. She also loves dancing and traveling to offbeat destinations.