Lovingly To My Sister
SISTER MARY BERCHMANS
Academy of Our Lady of Mercy
Red Bluff, Cal.
SWEET eventide, so full of calm repose, With flitting shadows of the coming night, No fairer scene could one e'er thus behold, Than thy grand beauty steep'd in pale sunlight.
While clouds of gold and silver fleck the sky, And cast their shining hues upon the stream, The twittering swallows dart then quickly by, And early evening stars come forth and gleam.
A soft caressing breeze of balmy air, Is filled with sweetest fragrance of the flowers, So lulls the senses to forget all care, And beckons one to dreams of fairy bowers.
The vesper bells from yonder convent, chime The peaceful soothing hour of prayer and sleep, And peal forth to the world the passing time, Proclaim that Heav'n o'er all will vigil keep.
Thus twilight passes, giving night its birth, And tenderly a mantle doth enfold So tranquilly, around the dreaming earth, And sets the night-watch forth, in stars of gold.
