Poem April 10, 1902 Issue

Consider the Lilies

BY FLORA I. DeWOLFE.

Clouds have closed o'er sombre sky
Times full many I trow,
And the darker the cloud the richer the store
of rains that have fallen below;
But I never knew the smallest tree
Or the humblest flower complain,
While the buds all silently, strangely grew,
Waiting, no hour in vain:
Till the sun shone out some blessed morn,
And then were the wonderful blossoms born.