THE WAIL OF THE BABY.
[bv Mrs. Gilmore.] There is room for the sheep and cattle, There is room (or the wasp and bee ; There is room for the clover blossom, But there seems no room for me. The world grows greater and wider, As it conquers both land and sea ; It places the constellations — But it has no place for me. It builds up palace and mansion, And it “flats” to the thirtythree; While down in the earth, deep deepens— But there’s nowhere found for me. I wait in the outer Darkness, And I watch for the Tima to be — I fear I may keep on waiting, For there seems no room for me.
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Manawatu Herald, Volume XXXII, Issue 881, 20 August 1910, Page 3
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115THE WAIL OF THE BABY. Manawatu Herald, Volume XXXII, Issue 881, 20 August 1910, Page 3
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