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Poem May 11, 1912 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

THE FATHER'S LOVE

STELLA E. SAXTON.

Dear little bird, lie still, lie still,
O fear-hushed, wounded, broken thing,
That beat against the tempest's rage
And fell to earth, all quivering.

'Tis Love that holds thee in His hand,
To soothe, to heal, to bid thee sing
A sweeter song—for splendid flight
Above the clouds, to guide thy wing.

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