Tom Rice
— Hope Madison
The sun turns a cartwheel very soon,
It knows full well it’s not the moon.
The sun is then an arc of red,
(And Tom is not asleep in bed).
Clouds exercise a perfect timing.
And now the sun is slowly climbing.
Hope Madison was a faithful member of Central Church. She had cerebral palsy and was confined to a wheelchair. Hope loved to be visited by Reverend Spencer and her sons Tom and Ezra when they were small children. – She wrote many beautiful poems. Hope died in 1997.