Here’s the rose, that bloomed in the spring,
There’s its petals flying.
Here’s my heart, that wants your love,
There like that flower, it is dying.
Here’s to a day, and its sunshine,
There to east is a cloud,
There in a moment, it could hide the sun,
Here all nature’s heads, will be bowed.
Here’s my thoughts of yesterday,
There’s my thoughts of tomorrow,
Here the ladder shows a brightness,
There goes sorrow.
Look on both
The bright and dark side of life
And there your faults may be found.
ONE SWEET DREAM
In looking way ahead
Into the distant time
So beautiful is my thoughts
If I can make them rhyme.
Long beside the road
Is a bungalow for two,
In my wonderful vision
’Twas built for me and you.
My heart was the hammer,
My soul clinched the nails,
’Twas finished with my love
To withstand the on coming gale.
DARLING EDNA MAY
(To Mr. and Mrs. Poindexter)
How sad was this Christmas,
Though for some ’twas a happy day,
But mourns a mother and father
For their darling Edna May.