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
Hays, Brooks--Friends and associates; Hays, Brooks--Influence; Hays, Brooks--Awards;
THE NATIONAL COMMITTEE TO HONOR BROOKS HAYS
Presents to You
We salute you first as a human being, a very human being, whose gift of laughter has spread its clean homely wit far and wide among all who know you.
We salute you,...