Jane Taylor

(23 September 1783 – 13 April 1824 / Colchester, England)

My Mother - Poem by Jane Taylor


Who fed me from her gentle breast
And hushed me in her arms to rest,
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
My mother.

When sleep forsook my open eye,
Who was it sung sweet lullaby
And rocked me that I should not cry?
My mother.

Who sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping in 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 ran to help me when I fell
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the part to make it well?
My mother.

Who taught my infant lips to pray,
To love God's holy word 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

Oh no, the thought I cannot bear;
And if God please my life to spare
I hope I shall reward thy care,
My mother.

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

Ans when I see thee hang thy head,
'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed,-
My mother.

Topic(s) of this poem: mom

Comments about My Mother by Jane Taylor

  • Soumita Sarkar (5/12/2016 10:57:00 PM)

    Marvellous..exceptionally true tribute to Ma...loved it...it has got itched in soul...Thanks. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/12/2016 6:19:00 PM)

    One of the best poems I ever read. Beautifully penned :) (Report) Reply

  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (5/12/2016 2:06:00 PM)

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

    So sincere and affectionate and true. God keep your Mom to you to enjoy her company to the last day of life. Beautiful poem.
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  • (5/12/2016 9:22:00 AM)

    So profound and easy to understand the feelings of mother. (Report) Reply

  • (5/12/2016 9:02:00 AM)

    Somebody by name Kufre Jambo stole this poem and posted it on his facebook profile. Great write Jane, so profound (Report) Reply

  • (5/12/2016 9:00:00 AM)

    What a write Jane, so profound. There is a Nigerian by the name Kufre Jumbo who plagiarised your work, he stole your poem and posted it on his facebook profile (Report) Reply

  • (5/12/2016 4:26:00 AM)

    Unique bonding of love and affection between the poetess and her mother wonderfully narrated through this poem rich with rhythm and rhyme. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (5/12/2016 2:32:00 AM)

    From her gentle breast! Thanks for sharing this lovely poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (5/12/2016 2:06:00 AM)

    A daughter remembers the love and care that her mother showered on her since she was an infant. She now makes a commitment to look after her mother when she grows old. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (5/12/2016 1:05:00 AM)

    A nice poem on mother...there can b no substitute for her in one's life. (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (4/8/2015 6:36:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem on mother........................... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 8, 2015

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