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Nobody

knows the work it takes To keep the home together; Nobody knows of the steps it makes, Nobody knows—but mother.

Nobody listens to childish woes, Which kisses only smother; Nobody’s pained by naughty blows, Nobody—only mother.

Nobody knows of sleepless care, Bestowed on baby brother; Nobody knows of the tender prayer, . Nobody—only mother.

Nobody knows of the lesson taught, Of loving one another; Nobody knows of the patience sought, Nobody—only mother.

Nobody knows of the anxious fears, Lest darlings may not weather The storms of life in after years, Nobody knows—but mother. \

Nobody kneels to the throne above, To thank the Heavenly Father; For that sweetest gift, a mother’s love, Nobody can—but mother.

—Pearl o’ the Sea (14), Wellington, found this poem, dated May, 1896, in an old scrapbook.

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Bibliographic details

Dominion, Volume 32, Issue 234, 1 July 1939, Page 7 (Supplement)

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130

Nobody Dominion, Volume 32, Issue 234, 1 July 1939, Page 7 (Supplement)

Nobody Dominion, Volume 32, Issue 234, 1 July 1939, Page 7 (Supplement)