Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume II/The Father’s Love
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
RETURN HOME.
'Tis not my home—he made it home
With earnest love and care;
How can it be my own dear home,
And he no longer there?
I asked to meet my father's eyes,
But they were closed for me;
My father, would that I were laid
In the dark grave with thee.
Where shall I look for constant love,
To answer unto mine?
Others have many kindred hearts,
But I had only thine.
Blanchard’s title is:
THE FATHER’S LOVE