Mother a Poem by Joanna Baillie

This brief little Victorian sentimental poem about Mother is another selection from Golden Thoughts on Mother, Home and Heaven, published in 1881. I’ve found a darling antique image of a girl standing proudly beside her beloved baby doll, nestled safely in a lovely wicker baby doll carriage. I think this old illustration would make a great image for a vintage Mother’s Day card or baby shower announcement/invitation. Enjoy!

Mother

Joanna Baillie

When we are sick, where can we turn for succor,
When we are wretched, where can we complain?
And when the world looks cold and surly on us,
Where can we go to meet a warmer eye
With such sure confidence as to a mother?

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