My Autograph Poem by Susanna Moodie

My Autograph



What -- write my name!
How vain the feeble trust,
To be remembered
When the hand is dust --
Grieve rather that the talents freely given
Were used for earth -- not treasured up for Heaven!

Friday, January 3, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven,trust
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