John Pelham's short poem to Clara Bolton in my novel, "The Parting: A Story of West Point on the Eve of the Civil War."

Grace and Snow © 


Have you ever thought or cared to know

How grace so much is like the snow

That swirls and streams from far above

So white and light, and pure as love

Covering all that lies below

 

Or think you this – it isn’t so!

That grace so different is from snow

Which only hides and cannot clean

The sin of life and all that’s mean

That grace alone defeats the foe