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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY MOTHER, by JOHN ALLISTER CURRIE
First Line: There are no colors in god's heaven-bent bow
Last Line: Life's heaven was short. Eternity's is long.
Subject(s): Mothers
First Line: There are no colors in god's heaven-bent bow
Last Line: Life's heaven was short. Eternity's is long.
Subject(s): Mothers
THERE are no colors in God's heaven-bent bow,
Nor is there music in the choiring spheres,
Can paint thy smile from out these youthful years,
Recall the music of thy voice so low
And sweet, dear mother, in the long ago.
But gone art thou. Ah! how the bitter tears
Burned deep into my heart! How memory sears,
But cannot heal those wounds, while tears still flow.
Back from those bright and happy days gone by,
Echoes of childish mirth and cradle song!
Thy guiding hand and presence then were nigh,
And I am weary, and life's road seems wrong,
I miss thy smiling face, thy watchful eye.
Life's heaven was short. Eternity's is long.
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