Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SONG MY MOTHER SINGS, by THOMAS O'HAGAN Poet's Biography First Line: O sweet unto my heart is the song my mother sings Last Line: As I list in joy and rapture to the song my mother sings. Subject(s): Mothers | ||||||||
O SWEET unto my heart is the song my mother sings As eventide is brooding on its dark and noiseless wings! Every note is charged with memory--every memory bright with rays Of the golden hour of promise in the lap of childhood's days. The orchard blooms anew, and each blossom scents the way, And I feel again the breath of eve among the new-mown hay; While through the halls of memory in happy notes there rings All the life-joy of the past in the song my mother sings. It's a song of love and triumph, it's a song of toil and care, It is filled with chords of pathos, and it's set in notes of prayer; It is bright with dreams and visions of the days that are to be, And as strong in faith's devotion as the heart-beat of the sea; It is linked in mystic measure to sweet voices from above, And is starred with ripest blessing through a mother's sacred love. O sweet and strong and tender are the memories that it brings, As I list in joy and rapture to the song my mother sings. | 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 A SPINNING SONG by JOHN FRANCIS O'DONNELL |
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