Jean Blewett

(4 November 1872 - 1934 / Scotia, Lake Erie, Ontario)

Jean Blewett Poems

121. Christy And The Pipers 5/8/2012
122. All Love Asks 5/8/2012
123. Discontent 5/8/2012
124. Chrysanthemum's Court 5/8/2012
125. As Good As A Girl 5/8/2012
126. Christmas Conversion 5/8/2012
127. Dady's Boy 5/8/2012
128. A Boy's Trials 5/8/2012
129. At The Sick Children's Hospital 5/8/2012
130. A Good Woman 5/8/2012

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At The Sick Children's Hospital

A little crippled figure, two big pathetic eyes,
A face that looked unchildish, so wan it was and wise;
I watched her as the homesick tears came chasing down each cheek.
'I had to come,' she whispered low, 'I was so tired and weak.
My spine, you know! I used to be so strong, and tall, and straight!
I went to school and learned to read and write upon a slate,
And add up figures-such a lot, and play with all my might,
Until I hurt my back-since then I just ache day and night.
'Tis most a year since I could stand, or walk around at all;
All I am good for now, you see, ...

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Her eyes-upon a summer's day
God's skies are not more blue than they.

Her hair-you've seen a sunbeam bold
Made up of just such threads of gold.

Her cheek-the leaf which nearest grows
The dewy heart of June's red rose.

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