Poems (Barker)/To Lucie on Her First Wedding Anniversary
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To Lucie.
ON HER FIRST WEDDING ANNIVERSARY.
Sister, Sweet Sister, a year has fled
Over your innocent, trusting head,
Since you went to the altar, a happy child,
And the loving angels looked down and smiled;
But the word that gave you a woman's grace
Left you your innocent heart and face.
Sister, Sweet Sister, a year has fled
Over your innocent, trusting head,
Since you went to the altar, a happy child,
And the loving angels looked down and smiled;
But the word that gave you a woman's grace
Left you your innocent heart and face.
Sister, loved Sister, although the way
May not be brightened with joy each day,
Still, when you look at the vanished year
You may count each smile, and forget each tear;
For the tears were few, and the smiles as gay
As danced in your eyes on your bridal day.
May not be brightened with joy each day,
Still, when you look at the vanished year
You may count each smile, and forget each tear;
For the tears were few, and the smiles as gay
As danced in your eyes on your bridal day.
Sister of mine, as the years go on,
Each its mantle of care must don,
But it's little you'll reek while hearts are true,
For love's sky you know is always blue.
If unseen danger before you start
You'll be pressed the nearer a loving heart.
Each its mantle of care must don,
But it's little you'll reek while hearts are true,
For love's sky you know is always blue.
If unseen danger before you start
You'll be pressed the nearer a loving heart.
Sister, dear sister, if blessings sweet
Could roll from my heart to your happy feet,
Then all earth's treasures fair and bright,
I would offer you as a gift to-night;
But only my tenderest love I pay,
On this the return of your wedding day.
Could roll from my heart to your happy feet,
Then all earth's treasures fair and bright,
I would offer you as a gift to-night;
But only my tenderest love I pay,
On this the return of your wedding day.