Della Hodgson James Poems

This world is full of mysteries
And blessings in disguise,
Not only for the rich and great
Or for the worldly wise.
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I see looking far into space
A state that threatens all the human race,
TO engulf this land our forefathers won
And ruin all its morals one by one. I will not say, in so many words
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If I should live a thousand years
Grow stooped and bent with age,
I'm sure I'd find some good to do,
Which saying, is an old adage. But if I should find nothing more to do
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True happiness is not measure
In terms of light heartedness,
Or fun loving hilarity
But is based on a bright median,
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In Lincoln park so stately
Stands a monument today,
A memorial to a great man
A great man in his day. When Abraham was a boy
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Of all the fashions I ever heard
Or those that could annoy,
Was how women wore their clothes
When daddy was a boy.
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I was in a run-a-way accident once
It did something awful to me,
And when an animal begins to rear
I want to run and flee.
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I'm afraid I could not explain, if I tried ever so much or make any one understand the awful turmoil that went on in my soul, prior to the time I first tried to put my first thoughts into words.
  It was like a war, forever waging in my heart. I could not explain it, even to myself, but I think it began the year I was alone so much, before I went blind, and the years afterwards, also, while I was recovering.
 I was not allowed to sew, read, or cook. But I was allowed to look all I wanted to, provided my eyes were properly shaded. It was then I begin to appreciate the real beauties of nature, and to separate in my mind, the true from the artificial.
  I began to understand that every thing made by man, was only a reproduction of something God had first made. Nothing seemed to be original. Take colors, for instance, where had they first been produced? Well, of course from nature.
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I have no talent for anything
What-ever my ambition.
Yet, I have wished so many times,
That I had an education.
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