MAMMY - Thomas William Hodgson Crosland Poems


Poems » thomas william hodgson crosland » mammy


I loved her countenance whereon,
     Despite the longest day,
The tenderness of visions gone
     In shadow seemed to stay.
And now, when faithless sight is fled
     Beyond my waking gaze,
Of darkness I am not afraid --
     It is my Mammy's face.