Charles Badger Clark
Charles Badger Clark Poems
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The daybreak comes so pure and still.
He said that I was pure as dawn,
That day we climbed to Signal Hill.
Back there before the war came on.
God keep me pure as he is brave,
And fit to take his name.
I let him go and fight to save
Some other girl from shame.
Across the gulch it glimmers white,
The little house we plotted for.
We would be sitting here tonight
If he had never gone to war—
The firelight and the cricket's cheep,
My arm around his neck—
I let him go and fight to keep
Some other home from wreck.
And every day I ride to ...
A Cowboy's Prayer
(Written for Mother)
Oh Lord, I've never lived where churches
I love creation better as it stood
That day You finished it so long ago
And looked upon Your work and called it
I know that others find You in the light