CLOUDBREAK.
Often we vow, when Fortune proves we’ve harried our souls for naught that nevermore shall we *** lesson Old Time ha s taught. Nevermore shall we fret and fume over troubles that fade away; and that mostly dwell in our darkened minds, ere we wake to a brighter dayl Yet sooner or later, the same dim dread is haunting our hearts again; the same old phantoms, the same old fears, are bringing us needless pain. We fail to remember, when most we need to summon our strength awhile, the vow that we’d seek, in time of tears, the solace of memory’s smilel Life is so short. . . And worry takes such toll of the fleeting days. Better to play the cheerful role, and mend our morbid ways! Square our shoulders, and take a breath; then, viewing the varied past, recall the myriad clouds that broke, and the sun that shone at last! _ . E.S.
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Putaruru Press, Volume VII, Issue 273, 31 January 1929, Page 8
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152CLOUDBREAK. Putaruru Press, Volume VII, Issue 273, 31 January 1929, Page 8
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