Who was always there when I needed her most?
Who always made the best beef roast?
Who was always there for me to talk to,
when ever I was feeling down and very blue?
When In trouble, who got me out of it?
Still she loved me, even when I had a fit.
She would hug me and say, ‘Don’t worry,
take your time and don’t hurry.’
When ever I said, ‘I can’t do it.’
She replied, ‘Yes you can, don’t worry a bit’.
When I left home, she cried and said ‘Good bye,
then, said she, ‘Now remember don’t lie’
Someday, sometime or another,
I will see you again, dear old Mother.
Robert Frost
(1874 – 1963)
William Shakespeare
(1564 – 1616)
Maya Angelou
(1928 – 2014)
Pablo Neruda
(1904 – 1973)
Emily Dickinson
(1830 – 1886)
Langston Hughes
(1901 – 1967)
Rabindranath Tagore
(1861 – 1941)
William Wordsworth
(1770 – 1850)
Shel Silverstein
(1930 – 1999)
William Blake
(1757 – 1827)
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