George Lewis Walker

The time has come
And I'm on my way,
To see where I first
Saw the light of day;
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My father's flash of light
Was visible and bright,
But he closed his eyes
For brighter skies—
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I wonder what this world would be
To me without my mother,
Her tender heart's sincerity
And all that makes me love her.
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My father's hammer, when it strikes,
Wakes up the hills and plains;
A thousand times the hills cry out
As if they feel the pains. Every time that hammer strikes,
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In the garden of life
Wherever you go,
Take out the weeds
And let the flowers grow;
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