The Farm Home

Peace dwells here, and quiet security; and love,
stripped bare of selfishness, makes homely tasks
beneath this roof true sacraments. Here breaking
of the family bread, and story hours, and tucking
babes in bed are joyous highlights of a woman’s day.
Within these walls a strong man’s gallant heart is fed.
This is a place apart, serene beneath the loving hand
of God; a spot that travelers mark… where yellow
lamplight on the snow becomes a beacon light to those
who go, uplifted, past it in the dark!