Classic and Contemporary Poetry
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." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE THE CEMETERY BY THE SEA by PAUL VALERY |
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