Show AT THE DOOR I 1 thought myself my elf indeed secure so fast the door so firm the lock but lo 10 he toddling comes to lure my bly parent ear with timorous knock my aly heart were stone could I 1 withstand ahe 1 he sweetness sw etness of my baby s plea that timorous baby knocking and please let me in it its s only me I 1 threw aside the unfinished bool boot Regi idless of its tempting temi ting charms and of brening ening wide the door I 1 took my lily laughing irling dirling d in my arms who knows but in eternity I 1 like the truant cl ellid lid shall wait the fc loiles of a life to be beyond the heavenly fathers gite g bitet and will that Ilea heavenly venly rather heed the truant s supplicating cry As at the outer door I 1 plead 1 0 father only I 1 eugene field I 1 I 1 |