I Found An Arrowhead
Posted On: 2019-03-29

 

(Show an Arrowhead)

1. O'er fields of new turned sod, communing with my God,

tramped along, and in a furrow bed I found an arrowhead,

chiseled from stone.

2. Then fancy fled on wings, back to primeval things,

Seeking the light--what warrior drew the bow, sighted,

and let it go on its last fight.

3. How oft this flinted head, on deadly errand sped,

I can not know--

Nor will the silent flint reveal the slightest hint,

How long ago.

4. Were its grim story told, what tales would it unfold,

Tales that would chill---

Know but this one thing, beyond all questioning,

Twas made to kill.

5. Ages have worn away, warriors their way;

Their bones are dust---

Proof of a craftman's skill survives the ages still---

Left in my trust.

By Enos B. Comstock - 1932 Handbook for Boys

 

 
 

 

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