
frances e w harper - my mother's kiss - ghizela rowe lyrics
my mother’s kiss, my mother’s kiss
i feel its impress now;
as in the bright and happy days
she pressed it on my brow
you say it is a fancied thing
within my memory fraught;
to me it has a sacred place *
the treasure house of thought
again, i feel her fingers glide
amid my cl*stering hair;
i see the love*light in her eyes
when all my life was fair
again, i hear her gentle voice
in warning or in love
how precious was the faith that taught
my soul of things above
the music of her voice is stilled
her lips are paled in death
as precious pearls i’ll clasp her words
until my latest breath
the world has scattered round my path
honor and wealth and fame;
but naught so precious as the thoughts
that gather round her name
and friends have placed upon my brow
the laurels of renown;
but she first taught me how to wear
my manhood as a crown
my hair is silvered o’er with age
i’m longing to depart;
to clasp again my mother’s hand
and be a child at heart
to roam with her the glory*land
where saints and angels greet;
to cast our crowns with songs of love
at our redeemer’s feet
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