Original Poetry.

Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume VI, Issue 539, 13 September 1881, Page 2

Original Poetry.

TO ONE WHO HAS BERN KIND

I thank thee for thy kindly word, Thy kindly look arid smile, "iVas like a 9train of music heard, It cheered my heart awhile ; The echoes of thy cheering vo ice Are wafted o mo yet — A stranger tliou, and yet a friend, Think not that I forget. When golden rays from fortune's orb Stream brightly 'cross our way, The echo of a tbonsaud feet Keep time with ours each day ; But when the shad s of midnight shroud, And friends (?) are fled, the star That beams upon our loneliness Is precious as—You are. I may forget the summer da)', Amid its numerous kin, But who forgets the golden ray That lovingly peeps in, To cheer us mid the winter's frost, To warm us through it's cold, ICV-is as that my my memory Thy kindliness -loth hold.

Thou wert as water to my lips When I was sore athirst, IThe road was rough and very dark When ' cross my path you burst— A ray of light to show that flowers Bloomed yet for me to cull, For in the hurricane of soul "* Thy voice produced a lull. Only a stranger—and our paths May widely spread apart— Whaie'er thou art, where'er thou be, Thy memory in my heart Will lie, like costly gems may lie Boneath the ocean's crest, ;»£«*?, Glittering, undreamed of, just as thou Art hidden in my breast. A blessing on thy kindly face ! Oh. may it never wear The weary mark of adverse years, Or of unanswered prayer; Thine hands, so Bwift to tender aid, Never bo elapsed to fears, The brightness of thine eyes undimmed By sorrows unshed teaiv. Alice.