By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 21, 2012 Mother’s Evening Prayer By Nettie E. McMurtrey With the evening shadows falling,And birds to their mates a-calling;Fancy takes me back to childhood,Back to home and mother there:All around us night is creeping,Stars from out the sky are peeping,Then I kneel beside my mother,And in childish wonder listenWhile she says her Danish prayer. Though I knew not what she was sayingAll the while tha...
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