OCR Text |
Show ! Our TkasaSisavasi Day My Puritan grandmother swept My Puritan grandrno'her blazed and spun a trail 4nd prayed to Cod on Thanks- And lovne(t to God on Thanksgiving Thanks-giving Day; giving Day, Her soul content tvitli a ur well And hoiccan I dare to shirk or Jail, done who have such a debt to pay? And her heart too earnest for Teach me, Lord, as I kneel in fleasures gay. prayer, like to think that her irk- To lift her torch in my hands, to some toad, dare Travail and labor and urge and To keep unsullied and straight goad, and fair If as joy because she was hew- The road that she made my inga road way. l. Mitchell Thornton A road that should be my way. ta me,ixa Acriculiu,iu |