To A Virginian At The Hot Springs Poem by John Bannister Tabb

To A Virginian At The Hot Springs



Nurtured upon my Mother's knee,
From this, her mountain breast, apart;
Here nearer heaven I seem to be,
And closer to her heart.

'With my compliments to my old Amelia neighbor, Garland Taliaferro.'

Thursday, September 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven
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