DEAR mother! ne'er shall I forget Thy brow, thine eye, thy pleasant smile; Though in the sea of death hath set Thy star of life, my guide awhile, Oh, never shall thy form depart From the bright pictures in my heart. And like a bird that from the flowers, Wing-weary seeks her wonted nest, My spirit e'en in manhood's hours, Turns back in childhood's Home to rest; The cottage, garden, hill, and stream, Still linger like a pleasant dream. And while to one engulfing grave By Time's swift tide we're driven, How sweet the thought that every wave But bears us nearer Heaven! There we shall meet, when life is o'er In that blest Home, to part no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MANOKWARI, IRIAN JAYA; IN MEMORIAM, ALFRED RUSSEL WALLACE by KAREN SWENSON PSALM 136 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE IMMORTAL MIND by GEORGE GORDON BYRON RECOLLECTIONS OF LOVE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE WILLOWS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE A DIRGE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI AN ELEGIE, OR FRIENDS PASSION, FOR HIS ASTROPHILL by MATTHEW ROYDEN SONG, WRITTEN AT SEA, IN THE FIRST DUTCH WAR, 1665 ... by CHARLES SACKVILLE (1637-1706) |