I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars. — Og Mandino

po_Reese-Lizette-WoodworthLizette Woodworth Reese (January 9, 1856 – December 17, 1935) was an American poet.

 

 

 


ALL HALLOWS NIGHT
Lizette Woodworth Reese

Two things I did on Hallows Night:—
Made my house April-clear;
Left open wide my door
To the ghosts of the year.

Then one came in. Across the room
It stood up long and fair—
The ghost that was myself—
And gave me stare for stare.

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TRUST
Lizette Woodworth Reese

I am thy grass, O Lord!
I grow up sweet and tall
But for a day; beneath Thy sword
To lie at evenfall.

Yet have I not enough
In that brief day of mine?
The wind, the bees, the wholesome stuff
The sun pours out like wine.

Behold, this is my crown;
Love will not let me be;
Love holds me here; Love cuts me down;
And it is well with me.

Lord, Love, keep it but so;
Thy purpose is full plain;
I die that after I may grow
As tall, as sweet again.