Winifred Emma May Poems

If you stand very still in the heat of a wood
You will hear many wonderful things;
The snap of a twig and the wind in the trees,
And the whirr of invisible wings.
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March wind, wild wind, blow this day.
Whirl the winter snow away. Dry the
ditches and the hollows-in tracks where
April follows. Clear a path for her advance.
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Death is not a sleep, but an awakening
to Life. Casting off the dreams of
darkness, sorrow, sin and strife-the soul
arising greets the glory of the morning ray-
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We depend upon each other, each one in
his own small way - giving something
of himself in terms of service day by day -
working for his own reward yet adding to the
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Westward sailed the Mayflower pilgrims to a better land -
Where in freedom they might live - as Puritans to stand -
For liberty of mind and soul, prepared to sacrifice
- all they had for this one thing: the pearl beyond all price ...
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It's the same old self that will awake on
New Year's Day - with all its faults and
failings, but at least my heart can pray - that
God will give the bad old self the opportunity
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When you know not where to turn,
stay still, just where you are.
There is something yet to learn.
Be careful lest you jar the threads that
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Dip your pen in gold
before you grow too old
and forget that you were bold
before you learned to fold.
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Whatever your job is, do it well and
conscientiously. Whatever your task
is-do it gladly, gaily, thoroughly. Do not
grumble if you have to do an extra bit. Do
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Today is the beginning
In the years that lie ahead
may you always share the love you have
this day as you are wed
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