Since in later years, I have come to see
That what is, is best—or it would not be.
True, on my life book, there have been writ,
Deeds which have caused me tears of regret.
But the past is past, and I put it away;
While from my heart I fervently pray,
That my future, if future for me there be,
May be lived more truly and earnestly.
NO ROOM FOR THE CHILDREN.
No room for the children! alas! it is sad