My Mother And I Walking Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
My Mother And I Walking
My mother and I walking
Met a hag bent and sinister
One eye was closed
And she fixed her glassy look on us
Ah! That was some two years
Before the misfortune of my mother's death
Still I remember the hag sinister
And she fixed her glassy look on us.
Friday, March 29, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: mother
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