Amanuensis Monday - Grandma Hill's Poetry, week 2

How nice it would be if we could forget all our

worries at the close of the day,

Just fold them up, shut the door on them, putting them

forever away.

Leaving plenty of room for wonderful thoughts for the

coming tomorrow

How we might help someone, even to lighten their

load of sorrow

Could we forget our worry, meet each trouble with a

lively song,

Thinking maybe tomorrow will be the best that ever

came along.

If we meet someone, between whose path and ours

there is a wide berth

Just remember there is room for a great many paths

on this great big earth

And if we joyfully follow ours to the end of the long

last day

We will find the other has pursued his, in his own

fashion, the end of the very same way.

 

 

Nancy Jane Wiley Hill (1875-1960) was always writing something.  Many of those poems are now in the possession of her granddaughter Shirley Kern.  Shirley, with the help of her sister-in-law Ruth Ormsby, transcribed these poems in 1996 for a Hill-Ormsby-Kern family reunion.  I am going to post many of these poems so that they may be enjoyed by all. 

These are copyright 1996 and reprinted with permission.