O woman in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou.
O woman in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou.
To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flower dash'd the dew.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories