Lines from Collings Hill. Nellie Hunt Collings

Nonie”

      Your heads are bowed down in sorrow,

      Your hearts are now filled with pain

      For one whom you loved, O! so dearly,

      In her grave you have peacefully lain.

      At the gates of the poor and the lowly,

      At the portals of the rich and the gay

      When death and sorrow enters

      There is none can answer them “Nay!”

      There’s no fleeing away from our troubles,

      No hiding away from our care;

      But the wise and the strong, are those

      Who bravely life’s trials bear.

      May the tears you are shedding

      Bring to your hearts sweet repose

      As the dew fresh from Heaven

      Revives and brightens the rose.

      Would it comfort you, Brother and Sister,

      Would it sooth your pain if you knew

      That our hearts and sympathies

      Are both, dearest Friends, with you?

      April 1921

      A Prayer

      Out of my heart, I’ll utter a prayer,

      For all that is good and grand,

      For those who are meek, and souls that seek

      The clasp of a brother’s hand.

      I pray for souls that are glad or sad

      Or for souls that long to be free.

      O! World so great: O! World so strong

      May I offer a prayer for thee.

      O! Words that I say, Will you bring I pray

      To some sad heart sweet bliss?

      Fall soft I pray, as a summer day

      Or a Mother’s tender kiss.

      Tho, sorrow and strife, may cloud my life

      Come true, my dreams never may;

      But for hearts that ache, and hearts that break,

      Teach me, O! Lord to Pray.

      (Written in Monroe, Utah and read at G. C.’s funeral in Venice, Utah, April 1, 1921)