Columns at Northwestern State
University, Natchitoches, Louisiana
COLUMNS
Your silence is enchanting.
With grace you have grown old.
What secrets you must keep,
What memories you must hold.
Like sentinel time keepers
You’ve seen many come and go.
If only you could talk
What tales could be told!
Time is but your plaything
Representing years
Of slow but steady progress
Of heartbreak, toil and tears.
Though now you see the fruits
Of what was once a dream,
Plans are ever in the making
For new goals to be redeemed.
(1959)
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