Collection of Kansas Poetry

Miss Hattie Horner


But in monotones the song 
She was humming all day long, 
"With the Savior for a friend, 
He will keep me to the end." 
It's a song I do not sing, 
For I scarce believe a thing 
Of the stories that are told 
Of the miracles of old; 
But I know that her belief 
Is the anodyne of grief, 
And will always be a friend 
That will keep her to the end. 
Just a trifle lonesome she, 
Just as poor as poor could be, 
But her spirits always rose, 
Like the bubbles in the clothes, 
And though widowed and alone, 
Cheered her with the monotone, 
Of a Savior and friend 
Who would keep her to the end. 
I have seen her rub and scrub, 
On the washboard in the tub, 
While the baby sopped in suds, 
Rolled and tumbled in the duds; 
Or was paddling in the pools, 
With old scissors stuck in spools; 
She still humming of her Friend 
Who would keep her to the end.   
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