18 July 2009
The Last Hours
We are ever coming to last things, things we shall never meet again.
Now it is the last hour of our day, the day, which came to us new
and clean in the morning,
Which we have spent well or ill, and which, however, we have spent it,
we cannot live over again.
Childhood has it's last hour. Childhood is the great sowing-time of life.
Seed should then be sown in the tender soil, seeds that will grow
into beautiful things in the after years.
This is the parents' opportunity.
While it lasts love should be alert to pour into the young mind and heart
the germs of all true and beautiful things.
Childhood has its last hour; then the veil drops and we are done forever
with that period of life.
It never will come to us again.