My Mother’s
Poems
My mother was in high
spirits.
My mother was in a cheerful
mood.
My mother was very
tough.
Even when she was
eighty-eight
She was riding a bicycle
about.
In her pictures
She was always
smiling.
Even when she broke her
thighbone
She came back to life with her characteristic physical
strength and mettle.
I believed she would certainly get over her last
disease.
My mother was eager to support and protect her
family.
I have known
worry.
I have known
agony.
I have known
jealousy.
But I didn’t know sorrow.
She is in the east sky in the
morning
She
is just overhead at
She is in the west sky in the
evening.
She is in the full moon at
night.
She is always with me.
My Mother
My mother lives over
the ocean
My mother lives over
the sea
My mother lives over
the ocean
Oh, bring back my
mother to me.
My mother lives over
the river
My mother lives over
the lake
My mother lives over
the river
Oh, bring back my
mother to me.
My mother lives over
the rainbow
My mother lives over
the hill
My mother lives over
the rainbow
Oh, bring back my
mother to me.
Bring back, bring
back
Bring back my mother
to me, to me
Bring back, bring
back
Oh, bring back my
mother to me.
Note: This poem is sung to the tune of “My Bonnie.”