Archive for February 17, 2008

Ultrasound and “furrow cut by pain”

ultrasound¬†technicianThe dark brown mould’s upturned,

By the sharp-pointed plow;

And I’ve a lesson learned.

My life is but a field,

Stretched out beneath God’s sky,

Some harvest rich to yield.

Where grows the golden grain?

Where faith? Where sympathy?

 In a furrow cut by pain.

by Maltbie D. Babcock

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