[Written for the Sentinel]

Homeward Bound

I have taken in the anchor,I have made the cable free:I feel the old ship tremble,And I'm putting out to sea.

No more the earth mists blind me,For now the truth I've found.A heavenward breeze is blowing,—At last I'm homeward bound.

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January 3, 1920
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