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My Mother Who sat and watched my infant headWhen sleeping on my cradle bed,And tears of sweet affection shed?My Mother. When pain and sickness made me cry,Who gazed upon my heavy eye,And wept for fear that I should die?My Mother. Who taught my infant lips to prayAnd love God’s holy book and day,And walk inContinue reading “My Mother : Ann Taylor : : Mother Poems : :”