Hilda Conkling's Poem: Oh, My Hazel-Eyed Mother

A poem by Hilda Conkling
Oh, My Hazel-Eyed Mother
________________________________________________ Title: Oh, My Hazel-Eyed Mother Author: Hilda Conkling [More Titles by Conkling] 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. [The end] Hilda Conkling's poem: Oh, My Hazel-Eyed Mother ________________________________________________ GO TO TOP OF SCREEN

A poem by Hilda Conkling