"Mother's Treasures," a poem by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

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Mother's Treasures
By Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

     Two little children sit by my side,
         I call them Lily and Daffodil;
     I gaze on them with a mother's pride,
         One is Edna, the other is Will.

     Both have eyes of starry light,
         And laughing lips o'er teeth of pearl.
     I would not change for a diadem
        My noble boy and darling girl.

     To-night my heart o'erflows with joy;
         I hold them as a sacred trust;
     I fain would hide them in my heart,
         Safe from tarnish of moth and rust.

     What should I ask for my dear boy?
         The richest gifts of wealth or fame?
     What for my girl? A loving heart
         And a fair and a spotless name?

     What for my boy? That he should stand
         A pillar of strength to the state?
     What for my girl? That she should be
         The friend of the poor and desolate?

     I do not ask they shall never tread
         With weary feet the paths of pain.
     I ask that in the darkest hour
         They may faithful and true remain.

     I only ask their lives may be
         Pure as gems in the gates of pearl,
     Lives to brighten and bless the world -
         This I ask for my boy and girl.

     I ask to clasp their hands again
         'Mid the holy hosts of heaven,
     Enraptured say: "I am here, oh! God,
         "And the children Thou hast given."

*This poem is found in public domain.

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