A Nap and the Library and Books and Reading and Dinner

You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be --
I had a Mother who read to me. 

from the poem,

The Reading Mother

by Strickland Gillilan

(1869–1954)

A reading mother . . .

. . . and father, too