The Power that lifts the leaf above
And sends the root below,
Sustains the heart in brother-love
And makes it heavenward grow.
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LIFE/TABB
From guest Agnes Malone, O>S>F> (contact)
I find Tabb's grasp strong and memorable. The poem I'm searching for, I thought from Tabb, is equally so: My life is but a weaving/between my God and me/ I may but choose the colors/ He weaveth skillfully (plus three more verses. If this poem is Tabb's, I would appreciate its inclusion in your brief sketch.
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