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"There is a destiny that makes men brothers: 

None goes his way alone;
All that we send into the lives of others: 

Comes back into our own.


~Edwin Markham (1852-1940)



Poems by Mildred J. Douglass (1908-1988)

My Home

Dear white house at the top of the hill

I've left you now in sorrow still

I knew the time would come as we all know

When time marches on and we must go

To find a smaller home as it is best

To shorten our labor and have more rest


The memories linger on of running feet

Running through the house and down the street

Hollering and laughing of children gay

While they run around and play


Many years have come and gone

But the memories linger on

The boys all to manhood have grown

And established homes of their own


Pardon all my mother tears

For although I'm happy here

I sometimes long for the yester years

When little voices soft but clear

Whispered softly: I love you, Mother dear.


--- 1974 by Mildred J. Douglass

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