Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CHRISTMAS MEMORY (2), by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ma she's home - an' I'm 'way here Last Line: I ist only want my ma! Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F. Subject(s): Christmas; Family Life; Nativity, The; Relatives | ||||||||
Ma she's home. -- An' I'm 'way here At my A'nty's, vistun'! A'nty allus calls me "Dear," An' ist lets me romp an' run An' don't never scold me none Like sometimes she ust to do When my Ma she be here, too. Pa he bringed me here to stay 'Tel my Ma she's well. -- An' nen He's go' hitch up, Chris'mus Day, An' come take me back again Wher' my Ma's at! Won't I be Tickled when he comes fer me! My Ma an' my A'nty they 'Uz each uvvers sisters. Pa -- A'nty telled me, th' other day, -- He comed here an' married Ma. . . . A'nty said nen "Go run play, I must work now!" . . . An' I saw When she turn' her face away, She 'uz cryin'. -- An' nen I 'Tend-like I "run play" -- an' cry. This-here house o' A'nty's wher' They 'uz borned -- my Ma an' her. -- An' her Ma 'uz my Ma's Ma, An' her Pa 'uz my Ma's Pa -- Ain't that funny? -- An' they're dead: An' this-here's "Th' ole Homestead." -- An' my A'nty said, an' cried, It's mine, too, ef my Ma died -- Don't know what she mean -- 'caus my Ma she's nuver go' to die! When Pa bringed me here t'uz night -- 'Way dark night! An' A'nty spread Me a piece -- An' light the light An' say I must go to bed. -- I cry not to -- but Pa said "Be good boy now, like you telled Mommy 'at you're go' to be!" An', when he 'uz kissin' me My good-night, his cheek's all wet An' taste salty. -- An' he held Wite close to me an' rocked some An' laughed-like -- 'tel A'nty come Git me while he's rockin' yet. A'nty he'p me, 'tel I be Purt'-nigh strip-pud nen hug me In bofe arms an' life me 'way Up in her high bed -- an' pray Wiv me, -- 'Bout my Ma -- an' Pa -- An' ole Santy Claus -- an' Sleigh -- An' Reindeers an' little drum -- Yes, an' Picture-books, "Tom Thumb," An' "Three Bears," an' ole "Fee-Faw" -- Yes, an' "Tweedledee" an' "Dum," An' "White Knight" an' "Squidjicum," An' 'most things you ever saw. -- An' when A'nty kissed me, she 'Uz all cryin' over me! Don't want Santy Claus -- ner things Anykind he ever brings! -- Don't want A'nty! -- don't want Pa! -- I ist only want my Ma! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY AUNT ELLA MAE by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES LIZARDS AND SNAKES by ANTHONY HECHT THE BOOK OF A THOUSAND EYES: I LOVE by LYN HEJINIAN CHILD ON THE MARSH by ANDREW HUDGINS MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS PLAYING DEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS THE GLASS HAMMER by ANDREW HUDGINS INSECT LIFE OF FLORIDA by LYNDA HULL A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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