Poems by a Little Girl | ||
OH, MY HAZEL-EYED MOTHER
OH, my hazel-eyed mother,I looked behind the mulberry bush
And saw you standing there.
You were all in white
With a star on your forehead.
Oh, my hazel-eyed mother,
I do not remember what you said to me,
But the light floating above you
Was your love for your little girl.
Poems by a Little Girl | ||