A Special Wish for Mummy and Kamala.

When Mother Reads Aloud

When Mother reads aloud, the past
Seems real as everyday;
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 deserts' gleaming sands,
Or hunt the jungle's prowling bands,
Or sail the ocean blue.
Far heights, whose peaks the cold mists 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.

~ poem adapted from The Moral Compass by William J. Bennett

8 woofs:

baincardin said...

chop! ^_^

baincardin said...

So beautiful poem ni Anny! ^_^

baincardin said...

and very nice picture of red rose too! ^_^

emilayusof said...

beautiful poem and rose, anny!

Unknown said...

hehehehe.. chop lagi Bain :)

Unknown said...

its a beautiful poem and very nice book too.. lots of other poems in the book Bain.. and nice short stories :)

Unknown said...

a red red rose.. my mom's birthday yesterday.

Unknown said...

the roses were very sweet smelling Emi..glad u like the poem :)