Mother's day / Mothers' day - a couple o' poems

Mother o’ Mine Rudyard Kipling

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, 0 mother o’ mine!

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To My Mother Robert Louis Stevenson 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.

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if there are any heavens my mother will E. E. Cummings

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

my father will be(deep like a rose tall like a rose)

standing near my

(swaying over her silent) with eyes which are really petals and see

nothing with the face of a poet really which is a flower and not a face with hands which whisper This is my beloved my

(suddenly in sunlight

he will bow,

& the whole garden will bow)

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