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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHAT I'D DO, by JOHN J. EBERHARDT First Line: I sometimes wisht that I wuz my ma Last Line: N' I'd grab him -- n'hug him -- n' kiss him. | |||
I sometimes wisht that I wuz my Ma; You betcha I'd know what to do Ef my little boy -- comed home -- real late, A-wearin' one stockin' -- one shoe. I wouldn't care -- much -- how dirty he wuz -- Er notice the jagged ol' rip That "maded" a flap on his bran new shirt Reach clear to a quiverin' lip: Ef he slammed the door, n' runned right in, With mussedy uppedy hair -- N' it hurted clear down to the Deep O' My Heart, I'd p'tend I didn' care. Do y' think I would? -- well -- I jes wouldn' Never -------- never -------- scold him -- I'd brush all the stockin's n' mendin' right off O' My Lap ---------- so's I could hold him. N' I wouldn' speak o' the Lateness o' Time, I'd think -- jes how I'd miss him -- * * * * * Ef it happened -- he never -- comed -- home -- at -- all * * * * * N' I'd grab him -- n'hug him -- n' kiss him. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOYS PROBLEM by JOHN J. EBERHARDT MOTHER NIGHT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DAYBREAK by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE NATIVE LAND by FRANCISCO DE ALDANA ON THE RHINE by MATTHEW ARNOLD ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE WRESTLING by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON PURIM, 1900 by ALICE D. BRAHAM BY CANDLELIGHT by MARION BRINSON ON AN INFANT UNBORN, AND THE MOTHER DYING IN TRAVAIL by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |
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