Rose Wilder Biography

The fog shrouds everything with its hazy veil.
It broods low over the worried waves-
So low that sea and sky are the same.
The trees tremble in the tiny breath of breeze,
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God created, this I know;
All creation shows it's so.
All night long from dark `till light
All the heavens tell His might!
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Ruth and Naomi were good friends
And this Ruth quickly proved.
They say Naomi lost her sons,
Besides her husband, too.
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The turquoise ocean, tipped with cold white foam,
Plashes, dashes, splashes, crashes
Against the unrelenting wall.
Ruffled ed and maddened by the teasing breeze,
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The blue-green wave rears up,
Met by the oncoming foamy surge.
They crash and break together with a spray of white.

The wave bounds forward,
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