English poem
His Mother's Way
Tomps 'ud allus haf to say Somepin' 'bout "his mother's way."— He lived hard-like—never jined Any church of any kind.— "It was Mother's way," says he, "To be good enough fer me And her too,—and certinly Lord has heerd her pray!" Propped up on his dyin' bed,— "Shore as Heaven's overhead, I'm a-goin' there," he said—- "It was Mother's way."