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Ann Taylor

(30 January 1782 - 20 December 1866 / Colchester, England)

My Mother


Who sat and watched my infant head
When 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 pray
And love God’s holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way?
My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who wast so very kind to me,
My Mother?

Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear,
And if God please my life to spare
I hope I shall reward they care,
My Mother.

When thou art feeble, old and grey,
My healthy arm shall be thy stay,
And I will soothe thy pains away,
My Mother.

Submitted: Thursday, April 01, 2010

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  • Bayo Adegbola (12/14/2012 11:21:00 AM)

    This is heavenly inspired, God bless the generations of Ann Taylor. And the children that sing poem remember you for good, Inspired by Him alone.

    Just for Mother,
    We need one for 'My father' (Report) Reply

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