Poems (Grossman)/To My Mother
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TO MY MOTHER
Dearest mother, none can tell How good to me you've been,—Told me things to help me when I've been so near to sin.
Led me from temptation when I chanced to go that way,Put me on the road to God And watched me, lest I stray.
I'm happy to have a mother so dear,And for her my love is truly sincere.My dear, darling mother loves me, I know,In gladness and sorrow, in weal and in woe.
She gently reproves me whene'er I do wrong,But she knows and I know that it cannot last long.Her dear, loving kisses, such times make me sad.Some hugs and caresses! Once more I am glad!
Oh, mother! Dearest! Darling! Our mutual love's sincere.I know there's not another So tender and so dear.
I wish I were just like you, As happy and as sweet.I long to be right with you, My heart with yours shall beat.
My love for you and father Is deep. I cannot tellWhat I would do without you, I love you both so well.
May, 1914.