John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Morning-Glories - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

We blossom in the border land
When pilgrim shadows strew
The largess of a liberal hand,
In glittering gems of dew.


Too timorous our glances are
The noonday watch to keep:
The sisters of the twilight star,
With him we wake or sleep.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010



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