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A Little Song of Life
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Lizette Woodworth Reese


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Glad that I live am I;
That the sky is blue;
Glad for the country lanes,
And the fall of dew.
After the sun the rain;
After the rain the sun;
This is the way of life,
Till the work be done.
All that we need to do,
Be we low or high,
Is to see that we grow
Nearer the sky.

This poem is in the public domain.

 

 


 

Lizette Woodworth Reese (1856 – 1935) was born in Maryland and remained in the Baltimore area her entire life. A small woman with a big personality, she was a school teacher for nearly fifty years and published more than a dozen books of mostly rhyming poetry based on memories and experiences from her rural childhood.  A prominent literary figure during the 1920s, she helped found the Woman's Literary Club of Baltimore and was Poet Laureate of Maryland in 1931. Once called "one of the greatest living women in America," Lizette has been compared to Emily Dickinson and Edna St. Vincent Millay and during her lifetime was a significant influence on younger women poets.


 

 


Post New Comment:
wordartdjc:
Very sweet. As we age, we certainly feel more and more about enjoying what we have and our final demise. I say this at nearly age 91. Did you know?
Posted 01/19/2019 11:23 AM
joecot:
I hear a predecessor to the voice of Mary Oliver in this poem. But I'm hearing her voice everywhere these days.
Posted 01/19/2019 10:53 AM
KevinArnold:
A fine poem, most well-advised And, to boot, modern-sized
Posted 01/19/2019 09:43 AM


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