JUDGE FRANKLIN CHASE HOYT
In cause and city great, a jurist great,
For every mother’s child a kindly heart;
Stern Justice he would join to Mercy’s art,
For sire and son, a vision high create;
For all the hopeless ones the path elate.
Ah, future generations will he start,
Through children now, to choose the better part,
And trustful follow Him immaculate.
Hark ye, to Christ’s own playful lambs astray,
Who reach the desert place and jungle deep;
From city slum, and far off mountain steep,
They call and plead for everlasting day—
Not bitter night, but some untrodden way,
No matter how they play, nor wide their sweep.
A LITTLE INDEX OF
THE COMING DAY
The loveliest sight on the coast I saw,
Was little Ann Gray with her pet macaw,
A trustful bird in the hands of Ann,
But woe to the stranger, or hostile man.
Though upside down, ’twas the very thing,
When under the rule of his lover’s wing;
Some stunts to do, that he’d never tried,
But that’s all right, when his friend is guide.
Snapped by the Author at the Home of Paul R. Gray
on Belle Isle, Miami, Fla., March 17, 1920.
So every creature, bird and beast,
From animal great to the very least,
Will some day see with different eyes,
When men grow kind and good and wise.
The lion fierce shall fondle the lamb,
When men shall follow the great I Am,
And wolf shall play with the sportive kid,
When earth of hate and murder is rid—
When the great and small shall learn to be mild,
In the kingdom of Christ and a little child.