Service by Georgia Douglas Johnson When we count out our gold at the end of the day, And have filtered the dross that has cumbered the way, Oh, what were the hold of our treasury then Save the love we have shown to the children of men? Find Related Poems Poems About Service Poems About Kindness Poems About Love
Service by Georgia Douglas Johnson When we count out our gold at the end of the day, And have filtered the dross that has cumbered the way, Oh, what were the hold of our treasury then Save the love we have shown to the children of men?
