Yawwwn...is it Spring yet? I am slowly awakening from a lengthy Winter slumber, spurred on by a week of warm sunshine. Time to get blogging again. I hope you all had a lovely Mother's Day yesterday. A big thank you to my little boy who wobbled up the stairs with a cup of tea for me while I had a well-earned long lie after a few exhausting days in the flower shop. Although a day late I want to share this poem with you - a dedication which appears at the front of Robert Louis Stevenson's - A Child's Garden of Verses for his childhood nurse:
To Alison Cunningham, from Her Boy:
For the long nights you lay awake
And watched for my unworthy sake:
For your most comfortable hand
That led me through the uneven land:
For all the story-books you read:
For all the pains you comforted:
For all you pitied, all you bore,
In sad and happy days of yore: -
My second Mother, my first Wife,
The angel of my infant life -
From the sick child, now well and old,
Take, nurse, the little book you hold!
And grant it, Heaven, that all who read
May find as dear a nurse at need,
And every child who lists my rhyme,
In the bright, fireside, nursery clime,
May hear it in as kind a voice
As made my childish days rejoice!
R.L.S
To mummies, grannies, aunties, nannies and nurses, with love x
What a lovely way to start your Mother's Day, what a thoughtful boy! I looked on the calendar and noticed your Mother's Day was yesterday, here in Canada it is in May. Thanks for the memories of the poem. I have that book, my aunt bought it for me when I was a child. Have a wonderful week and it's so nice to 'see' you again. Hugs, Heather
Posted by: Heather | 03/24/2009 at 12:48 AM