Poem May 17, 1913 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

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LAURA GERAHTY.

Frail little butterfly,
Flitting from bud to flower,
Gracing most mightily
Each sunlit hour;

Little white angel-thought,
Reaching some weary one
Unseen, a stray beam caught
From Love's great sun;

Light laugh of childhood's voice,
Mirth without taint of guile,
Bidding us all rejoice
In Love's great smile;

Lightest of silvern notes
From songster on the wing,
Opening our silent throats
Life's psalm to sing.

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