George Pope Morris

(1802-1864 / USA)

The Sister's Appeal. - Poem by George Pope Morris

You remember--don't you, brother--
In our early years,
The counsels of our poor, dear mother,
And her hopes and fears?
She told us to love one another--
Brother, dry your tears!

We are only two, dear brother,
In his babel wide!
In the churchyard sleeps poor mother,
By our father's side!--
Then let us cherish one another
Till in death we bide.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 6, 2010



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