Mother, dearest, I am coming.
New York, NY ; Washington, DC Baltimore, MD :
Charles Magnus Henry McCaffrey, 205 Baltimore St., Baltimore, MD. cph,
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Table of Contents:
- Dearest mother, since I left you Many years have passed away; I am weary of life's pleasures. I have found its idols clay; I have glided with its current, Feet [Felt] its turmoil and its pain; Mother, dearest I am coming, Take your wanderer home again. I know that I have often grieved you, You, so good, so pure and mild; Care has touched me, it has changed me, I'm no longer weak and wild: And my lonely heart is pining, From thy love no more I'll roam; Mother, dearest, I am coming To my childhood's happy home. You said your love will watch and wait; It has watched and waited long; And you said it was forgiving; I know it is true and strong. Friends I've trusted have deceived me, And so sadly now I roam, Earth has lost for me its brightness
- Mother, dear, I'm coming home.