Poem by Francis Ledwidge

A Mother's Song

Little ships of whitest pearl
With sailors who were ancient kings,
Come over the sea when my little girl
Sings.

And if my little girl should weep,
Little ships with torn sails
Go headlong down among the deep
Whales. 

1. Lament for Thomas Mcdonagh
2. Behind the Closed Eye
3. Old Clo
4. In France
5. A Little Boy in the Morning

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