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[Written for the Journal.]

WHEN THE SHADOWS FALL

From the September 1904 issue of The Christian Science Journal


Cometh my wee one wearily When the evening shadows fall; When the moon climbs high in the silver sky, And peeps through the poplars tall. Cometh my wee one eagerly, Yet with many a smile and sigh, And offers a prayer with reverent care To God, the ever-nigh.