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A Friendly Word
By Rev. C. Franklyn Melton I
"But friendly words are a delight to H i in" i Proverbs 15:2GB . . . Moffatt.1
Edith Taylor Earnshaw was a friend during my college years. 1 shall always remember her as one with courage that Springs from God. She was de- i
lighted by the rising sun, the j falling snow and the flowers i that' grew in her garden. She j liked the blue skies and favoring breezes but she knew how to take the wind in her face and to fight out the storm when it came.
Unable to speak and walk for ! several years before she died, Mrs. Earnshaw never ceased to ; write. She was a “sweet singer” ! of light verse. Her poems arc airy and charming, reflecting her gentle humor, her friendliness and her love of life.
Below is her last poem which she designated for publication after her death: ;
WEEP NOT FOR ME : Weep not for me!
Instead Rejoice! Rejoice! Now I can sing, for I have
found my voice. Weep not for me! With Lameness
1 am done: Rr ioi-'p! Rejoice!
Now I can walk, can run. Weep not for me! But bear in
mind, dear friends,
IJ shall remember you
until times ends. I Wake Forest, blessed village
| of my birth. I You Jevermore will be my ! Heaven on earth.
“Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.”
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