The Clopton Chronicles
A Project of the Clopton Family Genealogical Society
LET ME KISS HIM FOR HIS
MOTHER
Unknown[1]
Let me kiss him for his
mother,
Let me kiss his dear,
youthful brow;
I will love him for his
mother,
And seek her blessings now.
Kind friends have soothed
his pillow,
Have watched his every care,
Beneath the weeping willow,
O lay him gently there.
Sleep, dearest, sleep;
I loved you as a brother,
Kind friends around you
weep;
I’ve kissed you for your
mother.
Let me kiss him for his
mother;
What though left a lone stranger here;
She has loved him as non
other;
I feel her blessing near.
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[1] War Songs and Poems of the Southern
Confederacy, 1861-1865, A Collection of the Most Popular and Impressive Songs
and Poems of War Times, Dear to Every Southern Heart,
Collected and Retold with Personal Reminiscences of the War by H. M.
Wharton, D.D., p. 379