John Henry Kimble Poems

You look with joy to-day along life's vista clear,
And great will be your deeds through many a happy year,
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Rosy morn is brightly breaking,
Cheerful birds melodious sing,
Earth with thankful songs awaking
Hails with joy the merry Spring,
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I weep for the loss of a leader in thought,
Whose lessons of truth, with simplicity taught,
Have bless'd and encouraged the humble and poor,
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A dear old friend of mine is very ill, I hear,
I have not seen his face for many a weary year.
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After the shower the fields are green,
The winds are hushed, the air is cool,
The merry children now are seen
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The shade of death had haunted him
Through many a weary day;
With dread disease his youthful frame
Was wasting slow away.
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