There's no one like a mother, lad, To comfort all our pain; There's no one like a father, lad, To make one smile again; So while we have our mother, boy, Let's drive away her fear; And while we have our father, boy, Let's fill his heart with cheer. There's no one like a mother, lad, To keep us pure within; There's no one like a father, lad, To warn away from sin; So while we have our mother, boy, Oh, let us not rebel; And while we have our father, boy, Let's heed his warnings well. The time is surely coming, lad, When mother will be gone; The time is surely coming, lad, Of father's passing on; So while we have our mother, boy, Let's make her spirit blest; And while we have our father, boy, Let's be our very best. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON STORIES ARE MADE OF MISTAKES by JAMES GALVIN OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER THE EXPANDED COMPOSITION by CLARENCE MAJOR FOR THE NEW YEAR by EDWIN MARKHAM SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: HENRY PHIPPS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |