Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SONGS MY MOTHER SANG, by LALIA MITCHELL


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THE SONGS MY MOTHER SANG, by                    
First Line: I hear them in the whispering winds
Last Line: The songs she sang to me.
Subject(s): Mothers


I HEAR them in the whispering winds,
The forest's rhythmic strain,
The chime of bells, that sinks and swells,
The patter of the rain.
I hear them in the vesper call
Of birds from copse and tree;
Each note prolongs the dear old songs
That mother sang to me.

I hear them in the ocean's voice,
The prattle of a child,
The dashing rill, the fountain's trill,
The tempest fierce and wild.
I hear them through the silent night,
In dreams they echo free,
Since memory throngs with tender songs
That mother sang to me.

I heard them when a babe I lay
Upon her loving breast,
And when a child their charm beguiled
My eager brain to rest.
I hear them now, and some last hour
Across death's swelling sea
My soul shall wing, while angels sing
The songs she sang to me.





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