The woman was old and ragged and gray
And bent with the chill of the Winter's day.
The street was wet with a recent snow
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She reminds me of my Mother, it makes me cry I had a book of knowledge with that poem, book of
This brings back so many memories for me. On Sunday evenings my parents took turns going to the evening church service. When it was my Mom's turn to stay home to watch us kids she used to read us poems from her scrap book. Somebody's Mother was one of those poems.
My grandma used to tell me this poem lots of times when I was little.
one of my childhood favorites and as an we were raised like that boy as a teacher i passed this out on mothers day got many crying mothers the next day i still to this day can not read this poem to my class without my voice not cracking bless to all great moms and dads