TO MY GODSON.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 12617, 30 April 1919, Page 4

TO MY GODSON.

®“y shall comeback through heaven's bars When Juno has tiled the earth with joy And you oro seeking playmates, boy, ’ To share your Kingdom of tho stars, Or pari with you the bracken fronds Where golden-armoured knights may ride. • 9l w ? lero , tab y rabbits hid*, ’ Or dabble in the silver ponds. O all the pipes of fairyland Shall give you royal welcoming, And all the fairy hells shall ting And you will enter hand in hand’ But through the music gay and sweet J.Uat, fairies teach their chosen one* Shall sound an ©oho of the guns And high adventure’s drum wilt beat. For these riho died, lest all that’s good And beautiful and bravo and foe© Should sink in hell’s obscurity,— These claim you in a Tiroi^rhood, The lot is fallen, 0 child, to you To finish all they had to foavp, Ami by their sacrifice achieve Tho manifold desires they knew. And you will feel their ardour bum Like quickening Arcs within your heart; In all your life they’ll have a part, And all their secrets you shall learn. They would have,guided your voung feet , Kind, but so far from boyhood’s day ’ f But death has found a surer way ’ Of making comradeship complete, 0 nfl the pipes of fairyland Shall play for you. and play for them, Their flame of radiant life will stem Evil you scarce could understand. They’ll bid you raise your wandering eyes Till, far above you, you shall ?®e The Beauty that they know might be Calling yon from the star-lit skies. —Mildred Huxley.