Of our President – – She lies so calm & still,
Sees him no more nor to his voice her ears attune.
“Mother” he alone can say beside her bier this very day.
Her son – not once nor twice but thrice
His country’s choice made her who’d
shared his sufferings rejoice.
And now, she lies so calm and still,
This comes to all, it is His will
But this Mother. Did she not give her
only son – – a noble one- -’
To lead a nation in its greatest need
a pioneer woman