To My Mother
Poet: Christina Rossetti
To-day’s your natal day,
Sweet flowers I bring;
Mother, accept, I pray,
And may you happy live,
And long us bless;
Receiving as you give
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More short verses by Christiana Rossetti:
Better by far you should forget and smile
that you should remember and be sad.
My heart is like a singing bird.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I but
when the trees bow down their heads,
the wind is passing by.
For there is no friend like a sister
in calm or stormy weather;
To cheer one on the tedious way,
to fetch one if one goes astray,
to lift one if one totters down,
to strengthen whilst one stands.