To Any One Poem by George MacDonald

To Any One



Go not forth to call Dame Sorrow
From the dim fields of Tomorrow;
Let her roam there all unheeded,
She will come when she is needed;
Then, when she draws near thy door,
She will find God there before.

Friday, April 9, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
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George MacDonald

George MacDonald

Huntly, Aberdeenshire, Scotland
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