“When he went blundering back to God.
His songs half-written, his work half-done
Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod,
What hills of peace or pain he’d won?
I hope God smiled and took his hand, And said, ‘Poor truant, passionate fool! Life’s book is hard to understand. Why couldst thou not remain at school?'”
By Charles Hanson Towne
an except from ” For One More Day” by Mitch Albom