The other day I chanced to meet </br> An angry man upon the street— </br> A man of wrath, a man of war, </br> A man who truculently bore </br> Over h… - Phyllis McGinley

A mother's hardest to forgive. </br> Life is the fruit she longs to hand you </br> Ripe on a plate. And while you live, </br> Relentlessly she understands you.

Ah, snug lie those that slumber </br> Beneath Conviction’s roof. </br> Their floors are sturdy lumber, </br> Their windows weatherproof. </br> But I sleep cold forever, </br> And cold sleep all my kind, </br> For I was born to shiver </br> In the draft from an open mind.

Prince, I warn you, under the rose, </br> Time is the thief you cannot banish. </br> These are my daughters, I suppose. </br> But where in the world did the children vanish?