Poem July 20, 1912 ISSUE

[Written for the Sentinel.]

UNFAILING LIGHT

LAURA GERAHTY.

Out in the west I'd watched the red sun setting,And fancied day was dying—light had fled.My heart beat sadly, all the past regretting,And only darkness brooded o'er my head.

The morn had been. The passing eve, how dreary!And filled with fears the harbingers of night.Bright noon was past, and oh, my life was wearyWith disappointed plans and hopeless fight!

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