If in the hush of evening twilight's glows
The history of the day no kindness shows,
Then count that day as more than lost to thee
And pray forgiveness ere the records close.
Life's Twilight
The evening star and glow of sunset in the West,
A mist upon the hill, the hour of rest.
A sound of vesper bell across the harbor deep,
Parting of dark and day where valleys sleep.
And when I say good-bye to face an unseen day,
May peace as sweet as this twilight my way.
