Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CATHEDRAL, by BESSY KERLEE MONROE


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CATHEDRAL, by                    
First Line: The mountains at morning were like a row
Last Line: "chanting, ""thanks be to god!"
Subject(s): Holidays; Mountains; Thanksgiving; Hills; Downs (great Britain)


The mountains at morning were like a row
Of rugged old mothers with shawls of snow
Draping their worthy heads.
Smoke of dying forest fires
Wafted sad incense in thin white spires
As the sun shed golden threads.
Lighting the pine trees, somber and tall,
Till they gleamed in their places -- candles all,
As the mothers knelt to the sod.
Each with the scars of years on her face,
Reverent, humble, rich in grace,
Chanting, "Thanks be to God!"





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