Poem December 5, 1959 Issue

TO A PRACTITIONER

Frances Parker Graaf

With Christlike, healing thought
and steadfast truth,
with patience, gentleness, humility,
you taught me I could say
to fears, "Be still!"
To human hopes, "Not mine,
the Father's will."
And now, how far away
the dark hours seem.
How blessedly unreal,
untrue the dream!

Frances Parker Graaf

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