Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HIS HERITAGE, by DOUGLAS MALLOCH Poet's Biography First Line: My son, you'll soon be leaving Last Line: And a little of his dad. Subject(s): Family Life; Relatives | ||||||||
My son, you'll soon be leaving, As youngsters often do; Your mother will be grieving, Your dad will miss you, too. You'll never find a fonder Or better home than here, But youngsters like to wander The springtime of the year. Temptation will surround you To lead you into wrong; But, from the way I've found you, I know, you'll get along. I know, somehow or other, Because you always had A whole lot of your mother, And a little of your dad. A queer old world awaits you Out there beyond the hill, A world that loves you, hates you, That gives you good and ill. Be humble in your riches, Be glad without a cent; The roses in the ditches Bloom on, and are content. Though other men have money (And money helps a lot), You've got a fortune, Sonny, Some others haven't got: You've got a wealth, another That ought to make you glad -- A whole lot of your mother, And a little of your dad. There's lots of mother in you -- I've seen it day by day; Temptation will not win you Nor lead you far astray. In ev'ry tangled byway The mother will arise And help you find the highway -- I see it in your eyes. And so I'll never worry, Wherever you may go, However you may hurry, Whatever you may know: A boy, somehow or other, Won't turn out very bad, With a whole lot of his mother -- And a little of his dad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY AUNT ELLA MAE by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES LIZARDS AND SNAKES by ANTHONY HECHT THE BOOK OF A THOUSAND EYES: I LOVE by LYN HEJINIAN CHILD ON THE MARSH by ANDREW HUDGINS MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS PLAYING DEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS THE GLASS HAMMER by ANDREW HUDGINS INSECT LIFE OF FLORIDA by LYNDA HULL A DIFFERENT WAY by DOUGLAS MALLOCH |
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