TO-DAY
I had a song I would not sing
Beacuse it seemed a simple thing.
I sang my song, and hearts in pain
Found heart to live and strive again.
I had a word I feared to say
A hope that lived with me always,
Nor breathed the hope, nor said the word,
And life for two fore'er was marred.
So sing the song you have to-day,
Though weak, yet cheering be thy lay;
Breathe love's fond hope and let be heard
In waiting ears love's tender word.
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Excerpted from:
The Works of Katherine Davis Chapman Tillman (1991)
By Katherine Davis Chapman Tillman
