A DAILY MESSAGE

Hokitika Guardian, 31 May 1929, Page 1

A DAILY MESSAGE

THINCS UNDONE

Sun was not cruel, she was kind, and

always She planned each day of what slic’d

say To the friend wlm was treading the troubled way, Hut always

■/own went tho sun; it was lef undone; She would say it all to-morrow.

She thought of Nell, 'wbo’d be glad ol that lift. And 'i iiiii .so lonely because of the rift, And the girl chum whose father had just gone West, She planned each day what would be best— Hub always Down went the sun; there was nothing done; She would do it all to-morrow.

She thought of the letters she’d write to those Deep in the valley, with Death so close, Those letters would bring great joy. she know She would write them to-morrow, warm ami true; Vet, always Down went the sun ; there'was nothing done ; She. would write them all to-morrow.

The greatest of helpers this., my friend Would have been on that' great

to-morrow ; Hut she died one day ; down went the

sun, And all that was left was the things “ undone.”

—M PRESTON STANLEY