John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Clouds - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Born of the waters are we,
Clean of original stain;
Fresh from the salt of the sea,
Pure from the marsh and the plain.

Borne of the Breezes above,
Whithersoever they go,
Made in a mystical love,
Mothers of Rain and of Snow.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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