Mary Elizabeth Washington (113)
Cedar Lawn
(To My Brothers and Sisters)
O Cedar Lawn, I love thee well
With all thy trees and flowers; For never can my heart forget The home of childhood hours. With spirit sad we left thy walls, Another home to seek; And even now remembrance calls The warm tear to my cheek. Ah, once again, "infancy free" I wander o'er the place, And in each bush and flower and tree Sweet recollections trace. * * * Oft when in pleasure's throng so gay I seem the gladdest there, My heart --my heart is far away With scenes more sweet and fair. I think of thee, dear Cedar Lawn, With all thy trees and flowers, For never can my heart forget The home of childhood's hours. (signed) Mary March, 1842 |