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First Line: I love old mothers - mothers with white hair
Last Line: Old garden walks, old roses, and old loves.
Variant Title(s): Dear Old Mothers
Subject(s): Mothers


I LOVE old mothers -- mothers with white hair,
And kindly eyes, and lips grown softly sweet,
With murmured blessings over sleeping babes.
There is a something in their quiet grace
That speaks the calm of Sabbath afternoons;
A knowledge in their deep, unfaltering eyes,
That far outreaches all philosophy.

Time, with caressing touch, about them weaves
The silver-threaded fairy-shawl of age,
While all the echoes of forgotten songs
Seemed joined to lend a sweetness to their speech.

Old mothers! -- as they pass with slow-timed step,
Their trembling hands cling gently to youth's strength.
Sweet mothers! As they pass, one sees again,
Old garden walks, old roses, and old loves.





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