HIDDEN TREASURES.
Beneath the waves of ocean blue, The precious pearls are lost from view; Within the darkness of the mine, The gold and uncut diamonds shine; From human sight beneath the sky, The little seeds in waiting lie.
Within the mind, like pearls of white, Some hidden thoughts await the light; Which, brightly polished, shall outshine The varied treasures of the mine; And like the seeds that wake to flowers, Shall bless and brighten all life’s hours.
IN LIFE AND DEATH.
I see her smile in sleep And to her crib I creep To kiss the baby face where dimples play; I smooth her sunny hair And breathe to God a prayer That He will teach me how to lead the way.
I see her smile in sleep And to her couch I creep To kiss the saintly face where peace doth stay; I smooth her silvery hair And breathe to God a prayer That He will teach me how to find the way.