Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TWO MOTHERS, by VIRGINIA BULLOCK-WILLIS First Line: They brought him home on his birthday Last Line: While the last bears him to death's long rest. Subject(s): Funerals; Mothers & Sons; Parents; Burials; Parenthood | ||||||||
They brought him home on his birthday To sleep on his Mother's breast, To be done with the world and its turmoil, And sorrow's acid test. And I fancied he smiled in his slumbers, As if he seemed to know That his Mother's arms were about him, As they were in the long-ago. But then 'twas his earthly Mother, And now 'tis his Mother the Earth Who gathers him up to her bosom, As she did who first gave him birth. Both of the Mothers are tender; But the Earth is the tenderest and best; For the first bore him to a life of suffering, While the last bears him to death's long rest. | Other Poems of Interest...SIX LOVE POEMS: 1 by DAVID IGNATOW MY PARENTS HAVE COME HOME LAUGHING by MARK JARMAN BIRTHDAY (AUTOBIOGRAPHY) by ROBINSON JEFFERS LOOKING IN AT NIGHT by MARY KINZIE THIS BE THE VERSE by PHILIP LARKIN THIS BE THE VERSE by PHILIP LARKIN THE VELVET HAND by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY CURRICULUM VITAE by LISEL MUELLER CIVILIZING THE CHILD by LISEL MUELLER |
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