Claudine James Poems

One night beneath a spreading elm I lay.
And looked up through her black lace negligee.
I saw the diamonds gleaming in her hair,
And heard her softly whispering her prayer.
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I like the mountains, calm, majestic, wise,
I'm sure that in their ancient bosom, lies
The answer to all things.
I like the desert--endless, ageless, blest,
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I looked at his hands so peacefully at rest,
Serenely folded on his quiet breast,
And prayed "Oh Lord, give him a task to do
If you would have him happy there with you--
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