MommyA Poem by MaryA poem about a forgotten aspect of motherhoodNow I lay me down to sleep. My mothers vigil watch she keeps. And if you should creep up while I play. Mercy for you I pray today. More wrath than the vilest man. She carries hidden in her gentle hands. So should you be harm, fear or pain. When you lay your head to sleep. Pray to God in heaven. Far, far away from me you keep.
© 2012 MaryAuthor's Note
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Added on May 25, 2009Last Updated on December 13, 2012 AuthorMaryForest City, NCAboutMy name is Mary Hoyle and hopefully one day I will have written a great novel. I'm happily married and have a beautiful five year old little girl. Outside of my family books are my true love. more..Writing
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