HOURS OF LIFE.
Just a few -hours of sunshine, Then torrents of dreary rain, Hours, wo possess of happiness, ' J Are followed by keenest pain. Just a few hours of friendship, With its tender, radiant' glow. It is not the many, only the few, These precious hours, may know. Short hours in love’s possession, Steeped in wonderful joy, Believing we, with faith supreme, Love’s gold holds no alloy. Then hours of whirling passion, When we seem the sport of Fate Love’s flame dies down to ashes, And we know the truth — late. Just a few hours of waiting In the twilight of lifefor our wage— And we smile, as we think of the turmoil, Written large on Memory’s page. Katherine Gaboon, in the Catholic Bulletin.
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New Zealand Tablet, 4 August 1921, Page 45
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125HOURS OF LIFE. New Zealand Tablet, 4 August 1921, Page 45
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