GRANDPA’S TROUGH
In the hearth, a crackling log is burning
Grandpa seated warms his hands and soul.
Softly hums the wheel his son is turning,
Carving out the wood a sturdy bowl.
What a queer chant this old wheel is singing;
The grandson’s wondering eyes are wide awake;
“See the curly shavings dad is spinning,
Look at all the things that he can make!”
From the forest came the log you’re breaking,
“Whose will be the finished wood-trough dad?
“Tis for grandpa . . . his old hands are shaking,
He broke all the dishes that he had.”
“Teach me how to do this . . .” “Look here, laddie!
Why should your hands learn these things to do?”
“Some day when your hands will tremble, daddy,
I will make a wooden trough for you.”
In the hearth a crackling log is spouting.
A shamefaced son clasps grandpa’s trembling hands.
The shaping wheel is still, the boy is shouting
“Daddy, tell me why the wheel now stands?”
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This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was legally published within the United States (or the United Nations Headquarters in New York subject to Section 7 of the United States Headquarters Agreement) between 1929 and 1977 (inclusive) without a copyright notice. The longest-living author of this work died in 1987, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 36 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.
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