Child And Mother

O mother-my-love, if you'll give me your hand,
And go where I ask you to wander,
I will lead you away to a beautiful land,-
The Dreamland that's waiting out yonder.
We'll walk in a sweet posie-garden out there,
Where moonlight and starlight are streaming,
And the flowers and the birds are filling the air
With the fragrance and music of dreaming.

There'll be no little tired-out boy to undress,
No questions or cares to perplex you,
There'll be no little bruises or bumps to caress,
Nor patching of stockings to vex you;
For I'll rock you away on a silver-dew stream
And sing you asleep when you're weary,
And no one shall know of our beautiful dream
But you and your own little dearie.

And when I am tired I'll nestle my head
In the bosom that's soothed me so often,
And the wide-awake stars shall sing, in my stead,
A song which our dreaming shall soften.
So, Mother-my-Love, let me take your dear hand,
And away through the starlight we'll wander,-
Away through the mist to the beautiful land,-
The Dreamland that's waiting out yonder.

by Eugene Field

Comments (7)

niced one.. good poe, ...10 Give same honor to female Who has born you and not failed It was her endeavor to see you in healthy state She was your protector guardian till date
nice one.. good poem...10 Give same honor to female Who has born you and not failed It was her endeavor to see you in healthy state She was your protector guardian till date
Sweet sweet words for a mother to hear from her child
A visit to the dreamland waiting out yonder, A trip to the fairy land along with mother., A dream of a child unfolded very marvelously through this sweet song. Thanks for sharing it here.
Really a great poem on mother. Sweet dreams laden it with love divine. Quite a successful effort. A perfect 10 for it.
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