Mother and Poet
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the west by the sea. Dead...
This is a poetry & verse.
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the west by the sea. Dead ! both my boys ! When you sit at the feast And are wanting a great song for Italy free, Let none look at me ! II. Yet I was a poetess only last year, And good at my art, for a woman, men said ; But this woman, this, who is agonized here, -- The east sea and west sea rhyme on in her head For ever instead.…
Sign up free to read the full illustration
Join fellow pastors who prep smarter — free account, no credit card.
Sign Up FreeBest Used In
Powered by ChurchWiseAI
IllustrateTheWord is part of the ChurchWiseAI family — AI tools built for pastors, churches, and ministry leaders.