The Reading Mother

Strickland Gillian

I had a mother who read to me\\

I had a mother who read to me\\

I had a mother who read to me\\

I HAD A MOTHER who read to me\\

• I HAD A MOTHER*** who read to me\\

• I HAD A MOTHER* who read to me\\

I had a Mother who read to me.

Of ancient and gallant and golden days;\\

I HAD A MOTHER who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea,
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,\\

I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,\\

I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Celert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,\\

I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings-
Stories that stir with an upward touch,\\

You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be --\\

THE READING MOTHER

Strickland Gillilan

I HAD A MOTHER who read to me Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea, Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth, "Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath

I had a Mother who read me lays Of ancient and gallant and golden days; Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe, Which every boy has a right to know.

I had a Mother who read me tales Of Celert the hound of the hills of Wales, True to his trust till his tragic death, Faithfulness blent with his final breath.

I had a Mother who read me the things That wholesome life to the boy heart brings- Stories that stir with an upward touch, Oh, that each mother of boys were such.

You may have tangible wealth untold; Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be -- I had a Mother who read to me.