My Comforter

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h3>MY COMFORTER</h3> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">The world had all gone wrong that day<br/></span> <span class="i0">And tired and in despair,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Discouraged with the ways of life,<br/></span> <span class="i0">I sank into my chair.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">A soft caress fell on my cheek,<br/></span> <span class="i0">My hands were thrust apart.<br/></span> <span class="i0">And two big sympathizing eyes<br/></span> <span class="i0">Gazed down into my heart.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">I had a friend; what cared I now<br/></span> <span class="i0">For fifty worlds? I knew<br/></span> <span class="i0">One heart was anxious when I grieved&mdash;<br/></span> <span class="i0">My dog's heart, loyal, true.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"God bless him," breathed I soft and low,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And hugged him close and tight.<br/></span> <span class="i0">One lingering lick upon my ear<br/></span> <span class="i0">And we were happy&mdash;quite.<br/></span></div> </div> <p class="right"><span class="smcap">Anonymous</span>.</p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />