everyday homeschooling blog


Oct 17, 2012

A Poem Just For You

MaryAnn Gaver

How could I forget when she would read to us? We would snuggle beside her, listening attentively to every intonation and pause. Often, she would exaggerate the pause before turning the next page -- increasing our anticipation of what might happen next. She had wonderful voice inflection, an expressive (Italian - need I say more?) personality, and natural enthusiasm, making her a great reader.

     So, sit back and enjoy a beautiful poem ---


THE READING MOTHER  by Strickland Gillian


I had a Mother who read to me

Saga of pirates who scoured the sea,

Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,

"Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath.


I had a Mother who read me lays

Of ancient and gallant and golden days;

Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,

Which every boy has a right to know.


I had a Mother who read me tales

Of Gelert the hound of the hills of Wales,

True to his trust till his tragic death,

Faithfulness blent with his final breath.


I had a Mother who read me things

That wholesome life to the boy heart brings ---

Stories that stir with an upward touch,

Oh, that each mother of boys were such!


You may have tangible wealth untold;

Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.

Richer than I you can never be ---

I had a Mother who read to me.


Enjoy the day, and keep reading!