The white lips just above the ground Where sleeps my latest-born I found; And, kneeling for the sleeper's sake, I kissed the blossom just awake. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE MADE FOR HIS MOTHER THAT SHE MIGHTE PRAYE by FRANCOIS VILLON THE SHIP OF RIO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE MR. FLOOD'S PARTY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 25. MOTHER AND SON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON IN THE GARDEN AT SWAINSTON (IN MEMORIAM - SIR JOHN SIMEON) by ALFRED TENNYSON HOME THOUGHTS FROM EUROPE by HENRY VAN DYKE THE CHEAT OF CUPID; OR THE UNGENTLE GUEST by ANACREON |