UpComingQueen

 Oh my gosh this touched my heart!
          	
          	Somebody's Mother
          	by Mary Dow Brine
          	
          	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
          	And the woman's feet were aged and slow.
          	She stood at the crossing and waited long,
          	Alone, uncared for, amid the throng
          	Of human beings who passed her by
          	Nor heeded the glance of her anxious eye.
          	
          	Down the street with laughter and shout,
          	Glad in the freedom of 'school let out,'
          	Came the boys like a flock of sheep,
          	Hailing the snow piled white and deep.
          	Past the woman so old and gray
          	Hastened the children on their way.
          	Nor offered a helping hand to her—
          	So meek, so timid, afraid to stir
          	
          	Lest the carriage wheels or the horses' feet
          	Should crowd her down in the slippery street.
          	At last came one of the merry troop,
          	The gayest lad of all the group;
          	He paused beside her and whispered low,
          	"I'll help you cross, if you wish to go."
          	Her aged hand on his strong young arm
          	She placed, and so, without hurt or harm,
          	He guided the trembling feet along,
          	Proud that his own were firm and strong.
          	
          	Then back again to his friends he went,
          	His young heart happy and well content.
          	"She's somebody's mother, boys, you know,
          	For all she's aged and poor and slow,
          	And I hope some fellow will lend a hand
          	To help my mother, you understand,
          	If ever she's poor and old and grey,
          	And her own dear boy is far away."
          	
          	"Somebody's mother" bowed low her head
          	In her home that night, and the prayer she said
          	Was, "God be kind to the noble boy,
          	Who is somebody's son, and pride and joy!"

UpComingQueen

 Oh my gosh this touched my heart!
          
          Somebody's Mother
          by Mary Dow Brine
          
          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
          And the woman's feet were aged and slow.
          She stood at the crossing and waited long,
          Alone, uncared for, amid the throng
          Of human beings who passed her by
          Nor heeded the glance of her anxious eye.
          
          Down the street with laughter and shout,
          Glad in the freedom of 'school let out,'
          Came the boys like a flock of sheep,
          Hailing the snow piled white and deep.
          Past the woman so old and gray
          Hastened the children on their way.
          Nor offered a helping hand to her—
          So meek, so timid, afraid to stir
          
          Lest the carriage wheels or the horses' feet
          Should crowd her down in the slippery street.
          At last came one of the merry troop,
          The gayest lad of all the group;
          He paused beside her and whispered low,
          "I'll help you cross, if you wish to go."
          Her aged hand on his strong young arm
          She placed, and so, without hurt or harm,
          He guided the trembling feet along,
          Proud that his own were firm and strong.
          
          Then back again to his friends he went,
          His young heart happy and well content.
          "She's somebody's mother, boys, you know,
          For all she's aged and poor and slow,
          And I hope some fellow will lend a hand
          To help my mother, you understand,
          If ever she's poor and old and grey,
          And her own dear boy is far away."
          
          "Somebody's mother" bowed low her head
          In her home that night, and the prayer she said
          Was, "God be kind to the noble boy,
          Who is somebody's son, and pride and joy!"

True-North

Hi, @UpComingQueen! Thanks a bunch for adding Moonrise to your reading list! Hope you enjoy it!  :)

UpComingQueen

@True-North No problem your story are truly awesome and so passionate! You deserve each follow you get ^ω^
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True-North

p.s. Thanks so very much for the follow, as well! It truly means a lot!
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True-North

Really, REALLY appreciate you taking the time to read, vote & comment! Thanks so much!
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