Into the future--what is yet to be--
Things not seen on the open sea. Writ Armistice Day, 1955
NOT DIVINE?
I saw a girl.
She was in form and grace, Divine
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As though she had sprung from Heaven high.
My heart was in a great whirl.
I caught her eye.
On her face a smile appeared--
A smile of inward joy,
A smile of outward cheer.
Why in stilted coldness
Should I pass her by?
To her I gently spoke.
To me she kindly made reply.
She is not Divine.
Thank Heaven
She is better.
She is of human kind. writ June 12, 1936