The author wished her mother left for her her courage.
The golden brooch my mother wore
She left behind for me to wear;
I have no thing I treasure more:
Yet, it is something I could spare.
Oh, if instead she'd left to me
The thing she took into the grave! -
That courage like a rock, which she
Has no more need of, and I have.
—“The Courage That My Mother Had,”
Edna St. Vincent Milla
What was the one thing the author wished her mother left for her?
the treasure of the golden brooch
a rock to cherish her memory
her courage
something to wear to remember her
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