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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOTHER, by ANNE HERENDEEN
First Line: When first I was, the world of sound
Last Line: The heart of you!
Subject(s): Mothers
First Line: When first I was, the world of sound
Last Line: The heart of you!
Subject(s): Mothers
WHEN first I was, the world of sound
Fell strangely on my baby ear;
All meaning blurred, until there came
Your voice, my dear.
And now, where paths of life divide
In ways I cannot understand,
The blur returns, until I feel
On mine, your hand.
The sun has set the clouds aflame,
The rose is perfumed by the dew,
But, miracle of miracles,
The heart of you!
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