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Poem December 15, 1956 Issue

SYMPHONY

Mae Tucker

The music of the spheres is heard
As thought is stilled,
And all the pathways of the mind
By Love are filled.

As each one understandingly
Performs his part,
Daily a symphony unfolds
Within the heart.

Mae Tucker

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