TO A PATIENT WIFE
Remorse descends upon me now
As I recall our marriage vow,
And think of things I did not do
That might have lessened toil for you.
I never learned to grow a flower I never learned to make a fire,
To fix the roof or hang a door
MY OFFICE IS A CHAPEL
My office is a Chapel. There is
No priest or preacher here, but there is an alter
An office desk, oak stained, once bright, but now
There are ink marks and scratches on it.
The pipes in my office are for stearm and water
Hays, Brooks--Adversaries; Alford, Dale, 1916-2000; Faubus, Orval Eugene, 1910-1994; United States. Congress--Elections, 1958; Politicians--Arkansas--Press coverage;
FROM: EDWARD P. MORGAN AND THE NEWS Friday, November 7, 1958 American Broadcasting Network Putting the overplay of maudlin pollyannaisms aside, sometimes, surely, a man's finest hour really is in defeat. Ugly as the circumstances...