Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WHAT WE ARE, by PEARLE MOORE STEVENS


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WHAT WE ARE, by                    
First Line: I may not scale the mountain top
Last Line: For what we really are.
Subject(s): Good; Judgment Day; Truth; End Of The World; Doomsday; Fall Of Man


I may not scale the Mountain top,
Nor with Glory crown my head;
I may not have it said of me
After I am dead—
"She ranked most high in Social power,
She possessed a beauty rare."
I would that folk would say of me
"She scattered sunshine here."

I do not crave for riches great,
Or a flowery bed of ease,
I am not selfish enough to ask
That all my trials cease,
But give me an ever willing hand
With a humble, contrite heart,
Eager to serve and sacrifice,—
Ready to do my part.

For after all it's "what we do,"
Not what we "claim to be."
It's the "little things" that count
At last, for you and me.
And when our journey here is o'er
And we stand at the Judgment Bar,
Our portion shall be meted out
For What We Really Are.





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