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THE MOTHER-HUNGER, by                    
First Line: If I could only find her - for the mother-hunger's on me
Last Line: And I would give my soul to-night to kiss your hair again
Subject(s): Mothers


IF I could only find her--for the mother-hunger's on me;
I want to see and touch her, to know her close beside;
I want to put my head in the hollow of her shoulder,
I want to feel her love for me as she did before she died.

In all the world is nothing, nothing of husband and children,
In all the world is nothing that can soothe me or can stir
Like the memory of her fragile hand on which the ring was slipping--
The hand that wakes my longing at the very thought of her.

The window in the sunshine and the empty chair beside it,
The loneliness that mocks me as I find the sacred place!
Oh, mother, is there naught in the unerring speech of silence
To let me know your presence, though I cannot see your face?

Oh, no, I've not forgotten the triumph and the glory--
I would not bring you back again to struggle and to pain.
This hour will pass; but, oh, just now, the mother-hunger's on me,
And I would give my soul to-night to kiss your hair again.





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