I have this poem on my
study wall. It is a reminder to keep on going.
On the anniversary of Langston
Hughes’ birthday I share this poem with you.
Mother to Son
Well, son,
I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor— Bare. But all the time I'se been a-climbin' on, And reachin' landin's, And turnin' corners, And sometimes goin' in the dark Where there ain't been no light. So, boy, don't you turn back. Don't you set down on the steps. 'Cause you finds it's kinder hard. Don't you fall now— For I'se still goin', honey, I'se still climbin', And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
Langston Hughes (from his collection - Selected Poems)
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These are my musings and observations on my daily life, loves and the laughter that are all a part of my experience of living now in the shires of England.
Wednesday, 1 February 2012
Mother to Son - Poetry by Langston Hughes
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