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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY BOY, by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS Poet's Biography First Line: The sons of many other mothers Last Line: But none can with my boy compare! Subject(s): Sons | |||
THE sons of many other mothers Have pink and white cheeks just as fair, And wealth of gold and brown locks waving; But none can with my boy compare! Oft in the distance with his comrades I see him coming, while afar, Among the whole group shining radiant As when from gray clouds gleams a star! When merry songs in neighb'ring woodlands Ring forth like sweet bells, pure and clear, I hear but one mid all the voices, -- My son's alone doth reach my ear! And when a ball in happy play-time Flies upward to the very roof, I know that my own boy's hand flung it, -- Of his young strength a joyous proof! When fifteen more brief years have fleeted, The vision ye will see with me, As slender as a green young fir-trunk He stands beneath the apple-tree! E'en now his bright, clear eyes uplifted The radiant sunshine strive to bear: Yes, there are sons of other mothers, But none can with my boy compare! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LATEST INJURY by SHARON OLDS PRAYER DURING A TIME MY SON IS HAVING SEIZURES by SHARON OLDS TWO SONGS OF PEACE: 1 by YEHUDA AMICHAI THE SMALLISH SON by HAYDEN CARRUTH SARAH'S PROMISE by LUCILLE CLIFTON ANY MAN'S ADVICE TO HIS SON by KENNETH FEARING THE RIGHTFUL ONE by DAVID IGNATOW |
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