Karle Wilson Baker

(1878 - 1960 / United States)

Poet's Song - Poem by Karle Wilson Baker

Dropp’d feather from the wings of God
My little songs and snatches are,
So light He does not hear them fall
As He goes by, from star to star.
Dropp’d feathers from the wings of God
I find, and braid them in my hair;
Men heed them not--they only make
My soul unto herself more fair.

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  • (3/7/2017 10:49:00 PM)

    they only make
    My soul unto herself fair
    Poet's song wonderfully defined.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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