Not in this World to see his face-
Sounds long-until I read the place
Where this-is said to be
But just the Primer-to a life-
Unopened-rare-Upon the Shelf-
Clasped yet-to Him-and Me-

And yet-My Primer suits me so
I would not choose-a Book to know
Than that-be sweeter wise-
Might some one else-so learned-be-
And leave me-just my A-B-C-
Himself-could have the Skies-