“Over my heart, in the days that are flown, No love like mother-love ever has shone, No other worship abides and endures, Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours: None like a mother can charm away the pain From the sick soul and the world-weary brain. Slumber’s soft calms o’er my heavy lids creep; — Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!” - An excerpt from "Rock Me to Sleep" by Elizabeth Akers Allen.
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