Comments about Cecilia Tyne
True Values Abide
O what of our work and our lofty dreams?
Shall they vanish in vapid dust?
Shall influence die like the dried up streams?
Shall all that is gold turn to rust?
O where are the sunrays of yesteryear?
Have they shed their light all in vain?
They live in the growth of our teeming sphere;
In the fruit and the golden grain.
O where are the raindrops of days gone by?
Those benign and refreshing showers?
Their rainbows have hung in the murky sky;
They gave life to the fragrant flowers.
O where are the loves that we sought to show?