The loss, my friend, you cause to-day.
It craves a thought for him who sought
A sight of eyes that light it now;
For him who waits till kindlier fates
His hopes a kindlier fate allow.
THANKSGIVING DAY.
I Sought the house Thanksgiving Day,
And found its inmates all away,
Save her who sat before the fire,
And, by her side, her palsied sire.