Arthur Guiterman

(1871-1943 / United States)

In The Hospital - Poem by Arthur Guiterman

Because on the branch that is tapping my pane
   A sun-wakened leaf-bud, uncurled,
Is bursting its rusty brown sheathing in twain,
   I know there is Spring in the world.

Because through the sky-patch whose azure and white
   My window frames all the day long,
A yellow-bird dips for an instant of flight,
   I know there is Song.

Because even here in this Mansion of Woe
   Where creep the dull hours, leaden-shod,
Compassion and Tenderness aid me, I know
   There is God.

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  • Brian Jani (7/7/2014 4:57:00 AM)

    this is one of my favourite poems for today.brilliant work here my friend. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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