June Elizabeth Matthews Poems

I searched about my bedroom, studied at my books,
But I couldn't figure out just where I had to look,
I searched beneath bed clothes, in cupboards and in drawers,
But still the voice kept whispering the same words o'er and o'er,
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The Earth He walked on,
Not alone, we followed as He trod,
He led us not visible, but unseen,
His hands in ours, to grasp at times in need,
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Madonna of ages, ---she stands alone,
Men not caring, ne'er leave her alone,
The picture not wanting, the portrait is done,
And she is the Mother of my darling son,
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