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The Home Circle

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Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · Sep 4, 1879

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 5, No. 34.

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The Home Circle.

By F. M. B.

GRANDMOTHER.

THOUGH tireless time's sharp chisel trace Deep care-lines on her once fair face; Though life's last sunbeams, o'er her hair, Have left a silver shimmer there; Though dim her eye, and bowed her form, Her heart is ever young and warm.
A happy girl, a trusting wife, She hopeful trod the path of life; Beside that path a grave's rude stone Marks where she journeyed on alone. Who knows how oft her heart has bled Above that dark and silent bed?
How oft our thoughtless selves she's blessed How oft our baby forms caressed! Let not base self our hearts estrange, Oh! let us keep within love's range; Life's pathway's close is rough and bare: Let kindness strew its blossoms there.
—F. M. B., in Western Rural.