Laudate Dominum.
I saw five poplars in a row, Trailing their shadows in the grass; - I heard the crick-crack of seeding broom, Challenging my right to pass. I saw far mountains, gravely blue, And beautiful in the tranquil air; I heard a child’s gay —sunshine Was tangled in her aureoled hair. I drank the friendship of my friends, Their love became my daily bread. For sacramental things like these, O Lord, my grateful thanks be said.
M.E.T.,
Wellington.
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New Zealand Journal of Agriculture, Volume 65, Issue 5, 16 November 1942, Page 317
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78Laudate Dominum. New Zealand Journal of Agriculture, Volume 65, Issue 5, 16 November 1942, Page 317
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