Show a TINY TO IfS Scranton Truth The murmur of a waterfall A mile away Time rustle when a robin lights Upon a spry The lapping of a lowland stream On dipping boughs The sound at grazing from I herd or gentle cows gcnte The echo from a wooded hill or cuckoos cal The quiver through the meadow grass At evening fail Too subtle are these harmonies For pen and rule Such music Is not understood By any school But when the brain Is overwrought I hath a spelt Beyond all human skill and power 0 make I well The memory of a kindly word For long gene by The fragrance Sent lovinglY of aradlng flower The gleamIng or n sudden smile Or sudden tear The warmer pressure of the hands The tone of cheer ThQhush that means I cannot speak But I hav Q head Thonole that only bears a verse From Gods OWl word Such tiny thIngs we harll count As minIstry The givers deeming theY have shown Scant sympathy But when time heart Is overwrought Oh who can tel The power of such hey thIngs To rnakq it well |