WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:01.920 align:middle line:90% 00:00:01.920 --> 00:00:05.280 align:middle line:84% One more, and this is one of my favorite poems. 00:00:05.280 --> 00:00:08.760 align:middle line:84% It's called, "Little Libby," and it's 00:00:08.760 --> 00:00:13.140 align:middle line:84% by Julia A. Moore, who was the "Sweet Singer of Michigan" 00:00:13.140 --> 00:00:14.490 align:middle line:90% in the 19th century. 00:00:14.490 --> 00:00:16.920 align:middle line:84% I think she wrote most of her poems 00:00:16.920 --> 00:00:21.390 align:middle line:84% for the Benton Harbor Gazette, and it's a very moving poem. 00:00:21.390 --> 00:00:24.420 align:middle line:90% I think you will agree. 00:00:24.420 --> 00:00:26.580 align:middle line:90% "Little Libby." 00:00:26.580 --> 00:00:28.770 align:middle line:84% "One more little spirit to Heaven 00:00:28.770 --> 00:00:33.930 align:middle line:84% has flown, to dwell in that mansion above, 00:00:33.930 --> 00:00:37.410 align:middle line:84% where dear little angels, together roam, 00:00:37.410 --> 00:00:40.650 align:middle line:90% in God's everlasting love. 00:00:40.650 --> 00:00:43.500 align:middle line:84% One little flower has withered and died, 00:00:43.500 --> 00:00:47.670 align:middle line:84% a bud near ready to bloom, its life on Earth 00:00:47.670 --> 00:00:52.620 align:middle line:84% is marked with pride; oh, sad it should die so soon. 00:00:52.620 --> 00:00:56.370 align:middle line:84% Sweet little Libby that precious flower 00:00:56.370 --> 00:00:58.800 align:middle line:84% was a pride in her parents' home, 00:00:58.800 --> 00:01:01.290 align:middle line:84% they miss their little girl every hour--" 00:01:01.290 --> 00:01:03.420 align:middle line:84% And every is in italics by the way. 00:01:03.420 --> 00:01:07.740 align:middle line:84% "--every hour, those friends that are left to mourn. 00:01:07.740 --> 00:01:10.500 align:middle line:84% Her sweet silvery voice no more is 00:01:10.500 --> 00:01:15.900 align:middle line:84% heard in the home where once she roamed; her place is vacant--" 00:01:15.900 --> 00:01:17.100 align:middle line:90% Again in italics. 00:01:17.100 --> 00:01:21.060 align:middle line:84% "--vacant around the hearth, where her friends are mourning 00:01:21.060 --> 00:01:22.320 align:middle line:90% lone. 00:01:22.320 --> 00:01:24.540 align:middle line:84% They are mourning the loss of a little girl, 00:01:24.540 --> 00:01:27.840 align:middle line:84% with black eyes and auburn hair, she 00:01:27.840 --> 00:01:30.210 align:middle line:84% was a treasure to them in this world, 00:01:30.210 --> 00:01:33.720 align:middle line:90% this beautiful child so fair. 00:01:33.720 --> 00:01:36.420 align:middle line:84% One morning in April, a short time 00:01:36.420 --> 00:01:41.040 align:middle line:84% ago, Libby was active and gay; her Savior 00:01:41.040 --> 00:01:48.120 align:middle line:84% called her, she had to go, e're the close of that pleasant day. 00:01:48.120 --> 00:01:52.620 align:middle line:84% While eating dinner, this dear little child 00:01:52.620 --> 00:01:55.125 align:middle line:90% was choked on a piece of beef. 00:01:55.125 --> 00:01:57.810 align:middle line:90% 00:01:57.810 --> 00:02:00.720 align:middle line:84% Doctors came, tried their skill awhile, 00:02:00.720 --> 00:02:02.550 align:middle line:90% but none could give relief." 00:02:02.550 --> 00:02:05.550 align:middle line:84% I get the image of Libby spread out on the dining room table 00:02:05.550 --> 00:02:08.460 align:middle line:84% with a stream of doctors coming in, one after the other 00:02:08.460 --> 00:02:12.090 align:middle line:84% and poking around in her throat, and shaking their heads, maybe. 00:02:12.090 --> 00:02:14.280 align:middle line:84% "She was ten years of age, I am told, 00:02:14.280 --> 00:02:16.440 align:middle line:90% and in school stood very high. 00:02:16.440 --> 00:02:20.310 align:middle line:84% Her little form now the earth enfolds, in her embrace 00:02:20.310 --> 00:02:21.630 align:middle line:90% it must ever lie." 00:02:21.630 --> 00:02:23.820 align:middle line:90% Figure that metaphor out. 00:02:23.820 --> 00:02:26.070 align:middle line:84% "Her friends and schoolmates will not 00:02:26.070 --> 00:02:29.310 align:middle line:84% forget Little Libby that is no more; 00:02:29.310 --> 00:02:33.150 align:middle line:84% she is waiting on the shining step, 00:02:33.150 --> 00:02:37.690 align:middle line:84% to welcome home friends once more." 00:02:37.690 --> 00:02:41.930 align:middle line:84% [CHUCKLING] I can never read that poem without tears. 00:02:41.930 --> 00:02:45.000 align:middle line:90%