NOBODY knows of the work it makes To keep the home together, Nobody knows of the steps it takes, Nobody knows--but mother. Nobody listens to childish woes, Which kisses only smother; Nobody's pained by naughty blows, Nobody--only mother. Nobody knows of the sleepless care Bestowed on baby brother; Nobody knows of the tender prayer, Nobody--only mother. Nobody knows of the lessons taught Of loving one another; Nobody knows of the patience sought, Nobody--only mother. Nobody knows of the anxious fears, Lest darling may not weather The storm of life in after years, Nobody knows--but mother. Nobody kneels at the throne above To Thank the Heavenly Father For the sweetest gift--a mother's love; Nobody can--but mother. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DIVINA COMMEDIA (INTRODUCTORY POEMS): 1 by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MERCURY; ON LOSING MY POCKET MILTON AT LUSS NEAR BEN LOMOND by ROBERT ANDREWS ONCE WITH DEATH NEAR by REBA MAXWELL AVERY PSALM 43. JUDICA ME DEUS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE NEW AND THE OLD by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT EPIGRAM ON ELPHINSTONE'S TRANSLATION OF MARTIAL'S EPIGRAMS by ROBERT BURNS THE ROAD TO REST by MARIANNE CLARKE |