THE READING MOTHER 





I had a mother who read to me 
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea, 
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth, 
"Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath 

I had a Mother who read me lays 
Of ancient and gallant and golden days; 
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe, 
Which every boy has a right to know. 

I had a Mother who read me tales 
Of Celert the hound of the hills of Wales, 
True to his trust till his tragic death, 
Faithfulness blent with his final breath. 

I had a Mother who read me the things 
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings- 
Stories that stir with an upward touch, 
Oh, that each mother of boys were such 

You may have tangible wealth untold; 
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. 
Richer than I you can never 
I had a Mother who read to me. 
~STRICKLAND GILLILAN 





 

 



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