Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE VISION OF THE SNOW, by MARGARET JUNKIN PRESTON


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First Line: She has gone to be with the angels
Last Line: "show me my mother now!"


"SHE has gone to be with the angels;"
So they had always said
To the little questioner asking
Of his fair, young mother, dead.

They had never told of the darkness
Of the sorrowful, silent tomb,
Nor scared the sensitive spirit
By linking a thought of gloom

With the girl-like, beautiful being,
Who patiently from her breast,
Had laid him in baby-sweetness,
To pass to her early rest.

And when he would lisp -- "Where is she?"
Missing the mother-kiss,
They answered -- "A way in a country
That is lovelier far than this: --

"A land all a-shine with beauty
Too pure for our mortal sight,
Where the darling ones who have left us
Are walking in robes of white."

And with eagerest face he would listen,
His tremulous lips apart,
Till the thought of the Beautiful Country
Haunted his yearning heart.

One morn, as he gazed from the window,
A miracle of surprise,
A marvellous, mystic vision
Dazzled his wondering eyes.

Born where the winter's harshness
Is tempered with spring-tide glow,
The delicate Southern nursling
Never had seen the snow.

And clasping his childish fingers,
He turned with a flashing brow,
And cried -- "We have got to heaven --
Show me my mother now!"





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