By Robert William Service Her baby was so full of glee, And through the day It laughed and babbled on her knee In happy play. It pulled her hair all […]
By Robert William Service Someone’s Mother trails the street Wrapt in rotted rags; Broken slippers on her feet Drearily she drags; Drifting in the bitter night, Gnawing gutter bread, With […]
By Robert William Service Your children grow from you apart, Afar and still afar; And yet it should rejoice your heart To see how glad they are; In school and […]