Poem: WHEN MOTHER READS ALOUD...

By Unknown Author


A mother's reading to her children.

When Mother reads aloud, the past
Seems real as every day;
I hear the tramp of armies vast,
I see the spears and lances cast,
I join the thrilling fray;
Brave knights and ladies fair and proud
I meet, when Mother reads aloud.

When Mother reads aloud, far lands
Seem very near and true;
I cross the desert’s gleaming sands,
Or hunt the jungle’s prowling bands,
Far heights, whose peaks the cold mist shroud,
I scale, when Mother reads aloud.

When Mother reads aloud, I long for noble deeds to do …
To help the right, redress the wrong,
It seems so easy to be strong,
So simple to be true.
Oh, thick and fast the visions crowd
My eyes, when Mother reads aloud.

(was posted earlier on 16 February 2005)