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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY MOTHER, by MAY LOUISE RILEY SMITH
First Line: The sweetest face in all the world to me
Last Line: I lose my mother's honest blame and praise!
Alternate Author Name(s): Smith, Mary Louise Riley
Subject(s): Mothers
First Line: The sweetest face in all the world to me
Last Line: I lose my mother's honest blame and praise!
Alternate Author Name(s): Smith, Mary Louise Riley
Subject(s): Mothers
THE sweetest face in all the world to me,
Set in a frame of shining silver hair,
With eyes whose language is fidelity;
This is my mother. Is she not most fair?
O mother! in the changeful years now flown,
Since, as a child, I leant upon your knee,
Life has not brought to me, nor fortune shown,
Such tender love! such yearning sympathy!
Let fortune smile or frown, whiche'er she will;
It matters not, I scorn her fickle ways!
I never shall be quite bereft until
I lose my mother's honest blame and praise!
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