| Augustin S. Macdonald, comp. A Collection of Verse by California Poets. 1914. | | | | The Stream of Life | | By Lilian Lauferty |
| | | UNKNOWINGLY, unceasingly, still day by day they pass us by— | |
| Those friends whom we shall never know—comrades to whom our spirits cry. | |
| A little child may shyly smile, a gray haired man may kindly glance; | |
| But smiling still, they pass the while, and life bears on its puppet dance. | |
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| Perhaps that girl with eyes sea gray might be a comrade soul to me; | 5 |
| That lad of spirit blithe and gay may hold to friendship’s shrine the key. | |
| But still the stream of life flows by—flows by to some unchartered sea; | |
| A comrade spirit greets the eye, then sweeps away eternally. | |
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| With laggard step or joyful feet, at every turn throughout the day | |
| We pass, but we may never meet, for still convention holds her sway. | 10 |
| Brothers and sisters all, they claim—perhaps, but ’tis a weary while. | |
| Since man has dared, unknowing shame, to greet his fellows with a smile. | | | | |
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