Dedication
To Her
who smiles for me, though I essay no jest,
whose eyes are glad at my coming, though I bring her no gift,
who suffers me readily, though I do her no honour.
My Mother
To Her
who smiles for me, though I essay no jest,
whose eyes are glad at my coming, though I bring her no gift,
who suffers me readily, though I do her no honour.
My Mother