Born: 1872, Su­gar Hill, New Hamp­shire.

Died: Sep­tem­ber 24, 1912, Bart­lett, New Hamp­shire.

Buried: Gar­land Ridge Ce­me­te­ry, Bart­lett, New Hamp­shire.


Wildie was the daugh­ter of Wil­lis and Lu­cy Thay­er.

She gra­du­at­ed from Bates Col­lege in Lew­is­ton, Maine.

She worked as a news­pa­per cor­re­spond­ent in Lo­well, Mas­sa­chu­setts (1899–1912), and ad­ver­tis­ing man­ag­er for the Na­shua Tel­e­graph (1898–1910).




Some picture heaven a city,
With many streets of gold,
With pearly gates, with mansions
Whose beauties ne’er were told;
Some picture it a forest,
Where many flowers blow,
Where bright-winged birds are singing,
With music soft and low.

Some picture heaven a resting place,
Where with some well loved friend
They hold a sweet communion
While heart with heart doth blend.
Some picture it a joyful place,
Where music e’er is heard,
Where white-robed angels sweetly sing
Till every pulse is stirred.

I know not, dare not, picture
What heaven is to be;
But this I know, it perfect is,
Prepared for you and me;
And Christ is there, a radiant light,
Our friend, companion, lover,
And we fore’er content will be
Around that light to hover.

Wildie Thayer
First Poems, 1895



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