A Home Beyond.A "home of the pure and the blest." We long but for peace and rest. The pleasures of which we were once so fond, We would sacrifice now, and would sever each bond To bow at our Maker's behest. We are sorrowing mortals at best. And have need of another___a home beyond. To-day an old lady had struggled and striven But vainly, to climb to her farm wagon seat. It was close to my office her wagon was driven.. I steadied her tottering feet. Her strength was exhausted, her form dried and shriveled. She drove off alone thru the street. Some one's fond, trusting wife, Some one's dear, loving mother. Toil, grief, in this life Give her peace in another. __Colfax Burgoyne Harman |
Poems Of Sentiment
Colfax Burgoyne Harman
(Valley Falls, Kansas: Harman Publishing. 1905)
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