Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN COMMEMORATION OF SON'S TWENTY-FIRST BIRTHDAY, by CADDIE J. RILEY First Line: Twas a weary bird Last Line: It was so long ago. Subject(s): Mothers & Sons | ||||||||
'Twas a weary bird That came to a stop, With never a word At the chimney top. 'Twas a mammoth bird, Yet he settled down, While no sound was heard In the little town. A moment he stood, Then his wings he flopped; As he flew to the wood, A small bundle dropped. Down the chimney it fell, This bundle so small, And you never could tell It was falling at all. It landed so lightly On a bed dainty white, This bundle wrapped tightly, In the dead of the night. A moment it lay there As still as could be, Right out of the Nowhere, And right here to me. And then a voice said -- "This must be for you." And I saw a small head, And I knew it was true. The big bird you see, -- (Stork was his name) Dropped this bundle to me, So that's why it came. There was nothing to do, Because it was here, And the bundle was you, -- Mother's so thankful, dear. But now you can see I smile through the tears; Since you came to me, It is twenty-one years. The reason I smiled, -- It is easy to see, Because a wee child The stork brought to me. The cause of the tears, -- That is easy to know; 'Tis because of the years, It was so long ago. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JEWELS AND THE GRACCHI by JOHN HOLLANDER A MOUNTAIN MOTHER by WILLIAM ASPENWALL BRADLEY SONG: EARLY DEATH OF THE MOTHER by GREGORY ORR POEM FOR MY SONS by MINNIE BRUCE PRATT DOORS, DOORS, DOORS: 2. SEAMSTRESS by ANNE SEXTON A SENSE OF DIRECTION by KAREN SWENSON |
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