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A TRIBUTE by V. LOUISE BEACH

First Line: I HEARD THIS MORNING / 'NEATH MY WINDOW SILL
Last Line: "MY MON, SHE KNOWS."
Subject(s): MOTHERS;
I heard this morning
'Neath my window sill,
The voices of small boys
Loud and shrill,
Arguing hotly,
As urchins will.
I listened musing,
Till a clear voice rose,
Silencing alike
Both friends and foes.
Echoing sure faith,
"My Mom, she knows."

I never have seen
This mother's face,
Yet I fancy her crowned,
With a queenly grace.
Poor she may be,
Yet proud her place.
No sweetest wind,
That fortune blows,
No crowd that cheers,
Where her footstep goes,
Can give fairer tribute,
"My Mon, she knows."



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