When the Lord Christ paid life with death, Beside the cross his Mother stood: She saw her child yield up his breath, She knew the passing of her God. And he said: Weep not. Though I go, I leave thee not without a son. All souls for whom my blood doth flow Shall call thee mother: all for one. And Mary said: So be it done. Be they my children in thy stead. I will love all, who loved but one, And in the living see the dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OFFERING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE GIFT TO SING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BRUTUS AND ANTONY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ISAIAH, JEREMIAH, EXEKIEL, DANIEL by MARIANNE MOORE GOOD-BYE DOROTHY GAYLE: THE ROAD TO BUFFALO by KAREN SWENSON THE STATE OF WYOMING by KAREN SWENSON |