Her Ambition

This poem was written in 1929, when the only comfort that was offered the farmer was to take a tip from the housekeepers, adjust himself to the changed conditions and regulate his produce accordingly.

People were consuming food for their own pleasure or profit, regardless of whether it meant ruin or prosperity for some one else.

Her Ambition

by Earl D. Van Deman

Some sculpture dreams in marble blocks,

And some in fancy's words of fire,

And some their inner souls unlock

With soothing music's  raimbow lyre;

While others make, in piles of stone,

Cathedrals, castels, halls of state

Ambition's refuge, grand but lone.

My heart desires no fame so great.

I'd rather mix an "angel cake"

Than model, sing or pen a book.

My dreams within a loaf I bake:

I'd rather be my husband's cook.

Comments

[Laurie Frye]

Thank you! Thank you! Your poem was written by my grandfather, Earl D. Van Deman. (The D stands for Darlington.) My grandfather was a poet, lawyer, and his family owned a produce company. His poetry was published by the National Poetry Society, and when he died in 1930, a Poetry book was dedicated to his memory. He has only one living daughter, my mother, who now is 80 years old. We have been searching for his poetry! PLEASE, PLEASE - Tell us where you found this poem! How can we get a copy of the book where it is published? PLEASE - Any help you can give us would be appreciated. You have made us extremely excited! Thank you! Please respond to Laurie Frye at [email protected]

[Melissa]

Laurie, I'll send you thye info by e-mail! Hugs, Melissa