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Thomas O'Hagan

I lived from 1939-1955. I was from Canada, and am in the Americas category.

My poetry

  • The Bugle Call
    DO you hear the call of our Mother
      From over the sea, from over the sea?
    28 lines
  • The Song My Mother Sings
    SWEET unto my heart is the song my mother sings
    As eventide is brooding on its dark and noiseless wings;
    25 lines
  • The Dance At McDougall's
    IN a little log house near the rim of the forest
      With its windows of sunlight, its threshold of stone,
    38 lines
  • The Old Brindle Cow
    OF all old memories that cluster round my heart,
      With their root in my boyhood days,
    34 lines
  • An Idyl Of The Farm
    O THERE'S joy in every sphere of life from cottage unto throne,
    But the sweetest smiles of nature beam upon the farm alone;
    33 lines
  • Ripened Fruit
    I KNOW not what my heart hath lost;
      I cannot strike the chords of old,
    33 lines
  • The Chrism Of Kings
    IN the morn of the world, at the day break of time,
      When kingdoms were few and empires unknown,
    16 lines

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