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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOTHER'S BOY, by CORA A. WATSON
First Line: Make rowdy music, little one
Last Line: A tired little child.
Subject(s): Mothers
First Line: Make rowdy music, little one
Last Line: A tired little child.
Subject(s): Mothers
MAKE rowdy music, little one!
Make rowdy mirth and song!
It is for life like this, my own,
That I have watched you long.
Romp in your merry ways apart,
And shout in freedom wild;
But creep at night time to my heart,
A tired little child.
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