Of
men there are many who
Walk
down life’s broad avenue.
But
I’ll ne’er murmur or complain,
Of
walking down the narrow lane.
For
step by step I read the sign
Of
men whose joys fall short of mine.
Then,
in my heart, when this I see,
I
know that God hath prospered me.
Feb.
18, ‘91
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