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TRUTH.
Grandma, he said, must be lonesome,
And mamma has gone to her.
And mamma has gone to her.
But the question lies unanswered
In our little Janie's mind,
Why she should go to our mother,
And leave her children behind;
In our little Janie's mind,
Why she should go to our mother,
And leave her children behind;
To dwell in that lovely city,
From all that was dear to part,
From children who loved to nestle
So closely around her heart.
From all that was dear to part,
From children who loved to nestle
So closely around her heart.
Dear child, like you, we are puzzled,
With problems that still remain;
But think in the great hereafter
Their meaning will all be plain.
With problems that still remain;
But think in the great hereafter
Their meaning will all be plain.
Truth.
A rock, for ages, stern and high,
Stood frowning 'gainst the earth and sky,
And never bowed his haughty crest
When angry storms around him prest.
Morn, springing from the arms of night,
Had often bathed his brow with light,
Stood frowning 'gainst the earth and sky,
And never bowed his haughty crest
When angry storms around him prest.
Morn, springing from the arms of night,
Had often bathed his brow with light,
