I hastily sealed the cruel note,
And placed it next my heart,
Determined upon the morrow
To give it an early start.
I threw myself upon the couch
And sought for sweet repose,
And in my restless slumbers
A vision then arose:
I saw in that terrible vision
A woman whose eager face
Beamed with yearning, restless love
As her trembling fingers traced
A message of love and tenderness
To her loved one far away.
As her pure lips quietly murmured,
"God grant we must some day!"
She sealed her letter with dainty hands,
And laid it by with tender care:
Then humbly kneeled beside her bed,
And poured her soul in prayer.