Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY MOTHER, HEMMING NAPKINS, by ELEANOR G. R. YOUNG First Line: She sits there in her high-backed rocking-chair Last Line: Remembering all the lovely things she knows. Subject(s): Mothers; Old Age | ||||||||
She sits there in her high-backed rocking-chair, The sunbeams playing on her silvery hair. Her flying fingers of thin loveliness Touch the white damask with a light caress. Her happy smile is constant proof to me Of an eternal joy in ministry. I wonder at the rhythm and the grace With which she guides the needle to its place The deft and skillful motion to and fro While she sings softly as the stitches grow. Her smile grows wistful as she sings and sews Remembering all the lovely things she knows. | 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 YOUNG CHIEF RETURNS by ELEANOR G. R. YOUNG |
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