"NO one will love you if you're naughty," said His nurse, demure and chill. The Three-years Wisdom shook his bird-bright head, And answered, "Mother will." He built a castle of his bricks the while, Poised tower and bastion still; As one who suffers Folly with a smile, He answered, "Mother will." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOW AND AFTERWARDS by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK A COUNTRY BURIAL by EMILY DICKINSON EVENING HYMN by REGINALD HEBER NOBODY KNOWS BUT MOTHER by MARY MORRISON ODE; SUNG BY THE CHILDREN OF THE PUBLIC SCHOOLS by W. T. ADAMS COMPANY COMMANDER by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE SONNET: 11 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |