Now let us build, my dear, our house of dreams,
Far from the crowd, far from the city's blare;
Where mighty forests breathe untainted air,
Where smoke can never dim the morning gleams.
This road shall lead to sweet serenity,
All cares and burdens lightly cast away.
Great sycamores will shield by night and day;
The sun and stars alone our lives shall see.
There peace shall be; amid the garden gold
Our hearts shall learn of beauty's loving lore;
In daisy fields we shall again explore
The storied realms of youth and blithely bold
Shall venture forth beneath a larger sky
And talk of faith and heaven and feel God nigh!
~ Thomas Curtis Clark
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