FATHER, thou canst never know The anguish that smote my heart For my disobedience, the moment I felt The remorseless wheel of the engine Sink into the crying flesh of my leg. As they carried me to the home of widow Morris I could see the school-house in the valley To which I played truant to steal rides upon the trains. I prayed to live until I could ask your forgiveness -- And then your tears, your broken words of comfort! From the solace of that hour I have gained infinite happiness. Thou wert wise to chisel for me: "Taken from the evil to come." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOMETIMES by THOMAS SAMUEL JONES JR. EVENING IN ENGLAND by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE THE RAVAGED VILLA by HERMAN MELVILLE AT HOME IN HEAVEN by JAMES MONTGOMERY POPPY: FANTASTIC EXTRAVAGANCE by FRANCIS THOMPSON |