r, I love you.
In happiness I go with you
Now in sunshine to follow on
And into dark when you are gone.
Then back again from misty night
And at the dawn in coming light.
At sunup when the Japs are caught
You will come when the battle's fought.
And then glad shouts the whole day long,
With ringing bells 'ten billion strong.
HILLS AND VALLEYS WAKE
My ears have heard the larks at dawn,
Their bright sweet carols sing,
With burst of morning sun
And all the meadows ring.
My eyes have seen the shining gold,
That rimmed a purple cloud,
And sheets of olive green there spread,
While night puts on a shroud.
And in the east a moon that gleamed
With grey blue light and sheen,
On misty, drooping willow trees,
O fair and silent scene.
These are not half the things I see
On lovely nights and brilliant days,
It seems that hills and valleys wake
To make such holidays.
MORNING THANKSGIVING
We thank our God this Autumn day,
As birds are waking in the vale,
For health and strength to walk his way,
Let justice and peace prevail.
And for this food that's waiting here,
Now fill our hearts with faith and love;
And bless our loved ones far and near,
O God, our Father up above.
OFF TO THE WOODS
All nature dons a cool green coat,
Soft breezes blow and white clouds float;
The blue jay screams his piercing note.
The April sun shines fine today,
And all the world is bright and gay.
Small twinkling leaves now dance and play!
The Spring has made a grand debut;
And turned up sod is reddish blue,
Where last year's roses bloomed for you.
And to the woods then let us hie
To gather sorrel for a pie,
And pick some posies from the rye.
O Daughter come, a walk is free,
Lock up the house and bring the key;
For sing we must in joy and glee.
THE HAPPY CAMPERS
Burning brush
In morning hush
While bacon fragrance floats.
Daylight dreams
Along bright streams
With knapsack and light coats.
Wind blown hair,
They march and share
And sing the happy notes.
THE PROMISE
O Glendolyn, the life of my being,
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 w
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