Of One Self-Slain
1877-1949
When he went blundering back to God,
His songs half written, his work half done,
Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod,
What hills of peace or pain he won?
I hope God smiled and took his hand,
And said, "Poor truant, passionate fool!
Life's book is hard to understand:
Why couldst thou not remain at school?"
DayPoems Poem No. 1412
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1412.html">Of One Self-Slain by Charles Hanson Towne</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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