Mother, to whose valiant will <br />Battling long ago, <br />What the heaping years fulfil, <br />Light and song, I owe; <br />Send my little book afield, <br />Fronting praise or blame <br />With the shining flag and shield <br />Of your name.<br /><br />Archibald Lampman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-mother-27/
