O Darling, the good in your heart!

Bright eyes in the flash of a moment

Grow sad as the time nears to part,

Tears well in the midst of the laughter,

Unbidden as the showers in Spring.

Although the days cloud, but after

The future will brighten and sing.

O Glendolyn, weep not at my going,

The weary long hours will pass;

And dawn with its flame and a promise

Will touch the grey sod and dry grass.

The elm in the garden will flower

And the hills on the plains be shining.

That day, then the battle is over,

I will come with swift feet, my Darling.

IN REFLECTION

In the morning of my youth

When my veins were full of strength

There was Dad and Mom to say

What to do. They spoke at length.

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