My MotherWhere the flowers gently wave Lies the one I love so dearly In her silent lonely grave. Peaceful be your sleep, dear mother, It is sweet to breathe your name, In life I loved so dearly, In death I do the same. Fifty-two years ago you left me, How I miss you, mother, dear, And I remember all your kindness As I drop a silent tear. The Plains Poems in Kansas
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