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THE DEAD MOTHER.

Since you were tired and went away
We've brought you flowers every day;
Now through your grass live daisies peer,
O mother, mother dear!
You used to listen every day
To everything we had to say;
But now we think you do not hear,
O mother, mother dear!
They say you are not very far—
But, since we cry, we know you are;
We should not cry if you were near,
O mother, mother dear!
Mother—you know we sometimes cry
In the dark night, we don't know why;
You would not let us cry for fear,
O mother, mother dear!

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We think perhaps you did not know
Your little children loved you so,
Or you would not have left them here,
O mother, mother dear!
If we are good we think that then
Perhaps you will come back again;
Come in a week—a month—a year—
O mother, mother dear!
O mother, mother, come to-day!
Why did you ever go away?
We are so tired of being here
Without you, mother dear!