Tribute to Mother A picture memory brings to me;I look across the years and seeMyself beside my mother’s knee.I feel her gentle hand restrainMy selfish moods, and know againA child’s blind sense of wrong and pain.But wiser now, a man gray grown,My childhood’s needs are better known.My mother’s chastening love I own. John Greenleaf WhittierContinue reading “Tribute To Mother : John Greenleaf Whittier : : Mother Poems : :”