Classic and Contemporary Poetry
KISS THE DEAR OLD MOTHER, by JOSEPHINE POLLARD First Line: Kiss the dear old mother, her cheek is wan and wasted Last Line: Kiss the dear old mother now and then. Subject(s): Mothers; Old Age | ||||||||
KISS the dear old mother, her cheek is wan and wasted, Feeble are the footsteps that once were light and gay; Many a bitter cup of sorrow she has tasted, Borne unnumbered trials since her wedding day. Think of all the hours that she is sad and lonely, All her vanished pleasures living o'er again; Cheerful and contented will she be if you will only Kiss the dear old mother now and then. In your childish troubles she was always near you; Oh, her very presence had a power to bless! Striving as a mother can to calm and cheer you, With her loving kisses and her soft caress. When the fever heat within your veins was burning, Cooling was the touch of her hand upon your brow; Never from your poisoned breath and kisses turning,-- Do you ever kiss your mother now? She is old and wrinkled; not a trace of beauty Lingers in the outlines of her face and form; Yet at sight of her, oh! what sweet thoughts of duty And of fond affection in your heart should swarm. For the comfort given in your hours of trial, For the love exceeding power of tongue or pen, Let her aching heart grieve not at Love's denial, Kiss the dear old mother now and then. When by Fame and Fortune you are proudly knighted, Let the dear old mother enter in your joy; See the aged pilgrim trembling and delighted, At the world's opinion of her boy! Think of all you owe her; seek to give her pleasure, Spite of cruel sneers from cold or careless men; While within your keeping you hold this precious treasure, Kiss the dear old mother now and then. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW by DAVID IGNATOW FAWN'S FOSTER-MOTHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE DEER LAY DOWN THEIR BONES by ROBINSON JEFFERS OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A WINTER ODE TO THE OLD MEN OF LUMMUS PARK, / MIAMI, FLORIDA by DONALD JUSTICE AFTER A LINE BY JOHN PEALE BISHOP by DONALD JUSTICE TO HER BODY, AGAINST TIME by ROBERT KELLY SONG FROM A COUNTRY FAIR by LEONIE ADAMS A VAGRANT by JOSEPHINE POLLARD THE VIRTUOSO; IN IMITATION OF SPENCER'S STYLE AND STANZA by MARK AKENSIDE |
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