Thistle Down

By Ethel

A Place

There is a place,
This much I know.
Where love and concern,
Cease not to grow.

Within the heart,
Within the mind.
There's a beautiful spot,
That we can find.

Where memories sweet,
Cling in thought.
And Life's choice bits,
Are often caught.

Where feelings deep,
Reach up so tall.
And hate and envy,
Sink down so small.

There's a chamber of love,
And a hall of fame.
And a special spot,
To hold your name.

E.P. 1908 - 1989

Joe at the SLC Library.

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