| Life to me is as the waters
From the mountain leaping down, Through the meadows and the rivers, To the ocean onward bound. So my life from youth's glad hill-top, Draining through a channeled world, Onward bounding, smoothly streaming, Cradle in the grave is hurled. When absorbed within the bosom Of old ocean's peaceful rest, Lost I then shall be forever, In divinity at rest. __James A. DeMoss |
Kansas Zephyrs
James A. DeMoss
(Thayer, Kansas: ___. 1892)
Pages 26-27
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