....More poetry,

To touch your heart

....or, Just make you think

The flowers live by the tears that fall

From the sad face of the skies,

And life would have no joys at all

Were there no watery eyes.

Love thou sorrow; grief shall bring

Its own excuse in after years--

The rainbow! --see how fair a thing

God hath built up from tears.

---Sutton

Be like the bird, who

Halting in his flight

On limb too slight

Feels it give way beneath him,

Yet sings

Knowing he hath wings.

--Victor Hugo

Courage, brother! do not stumble,

Though thy path be dark as night;

There's a star to guide the humble;

Trust in God and do the Right.

--Macleod

An Old Irish Blessing

May the road rise to meet you:

May the wind be always at your back,

The sun shine warm upon your face,

The rain fall soft upon your fields,

And until we meet again,

May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.

---Author unknown

The First Grief

"OH! call my sister back to me,

I cannot play alone;

The summer comes with flower and bee--

Where is my sister gone?

"The butterfly is glancing bright

Across the sunbeam's track;

I care not now to chase its flight--

Oh! call my sister back."

"The flowers run wild--the flowers we sowed

Around our garden tree;

Our vine is drooping with its load--

Oh! call her back to me."

---Felecia Hemans