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MCGEHEE MISCELLANEOUS DATA
Poem written by Rev. Howard McGehee of Houston Co, GA
This is a poem written by Rev. Howard McGehee from Houston Co, GA. It was submitted by Jo Farley. Thank you Jo! Her great-grandmother had clipped it out of the newspaper in the 1880's.
A ribbon spun of threads of gold,
It winds through undulating green:
Gray mists sleep in the hollow cold,
The ridges laugh in jeweled sheen;
Like roseate clouds the red buds glow,
And through the woodland tinged with hope,
The dogwood's stars as pure as snow,
Shine in a happy horoscope.
The mocking bird is happy there,
In wild parabolas of song;
The oaks hang out their tassels fair,
And there glad hearted black birds throng;
And when as soft as thistle down,
The dusk has fallen, cometh white
Sweet Hesper through shadows brown
And seatter there the musk of night.
By Rev. Howard McGehee
Published in the newspaper about 1881-1884?