The eager journeys to his bed, The pleas which never she denied? "Motherhood" From a painting by Robert E. Johnston. "Motherhood" From a painting by Robert E. Johnston. Robert E. Johnston [Pg 21] [Pg 21] I took for granted, just as he, The boundless love that mother gives, But watching them I've come to see Time teaches every man who lives How much of him is not his own; And now I know the countless ways By which her love for me was shown, And I recall forgotten days. Perhaps some day a little chap As like him as he's now like me, Shall climb into his mother's lap, For comfort and for sympathy, And he shall know what now I know,