To My MotherBY EDGAR ALLAN POEBecause I feel that, in the Heavens above,The angels, whispering to one another,Can find, among their burning terms of love,None so devotional as that of “Mother,”Therefore by that dear name I long have called you—You who are more than mother unto me,And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installedContinue reading “To My Mother : Edgar Allan Poe : : Mother Poems : :”