DEAR Mother Goose! most motherly and dear Of all good mothers who have laps wherein We children nestle safest from all sin, -- I cuddle to thy bosom, with no fear There to confess that though thy cap be queer, And thy curls gimlety, and thy cheeks thin, And though the winkered mole upon thy chin Tickles thy very nose-tip, -- still to hear The jolly jingles of mine infancy Crooned by thee, makes mine eager arms, as now, To twine about thy neck, full tenderly Drawing the dear old face down, that thy brow May dip into my purest kiss, and be Crowned ever with the baby-love of me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHITTIER by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER WE ARE SEVEN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE WORLD'S WAY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH VOLATUS TRIUMPHANS by LUCIUS MORRIS BEEBE THE RING AND THE BOOK: BOOK 12. THE BOOK AND THE RING by ROBERT BROWNING |