Every Heart is Someone’s Home
There is a lamp that shines for me When I come home at wight, And in the darkness down the lane I see it’s friendly light. And when I tread a lonely vale, I watch it shine and hum, And know a welcome waits for me At home when I return.. So many a long, dim road may grow. Less stoney and less grey, Because the light of faithful love Rhines out along the way; And cheering all life’s troubled paths Friendship • still burns and glows, For every heart is someone’s home .l,s‘ every traveller knows. . MARY EVERSLKY.
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Lake County Mail, Issue 24, 5 November 1947, Page 9
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103Every Heart is Someone’s Home Lake County Mail, Issue 24, 5 November 1947, Page 9
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