Poems (Ryan)/The Lonesome Day

by Mary C. Ryan

THE LONESOME DAY.

  The lonesome day
  Has passed away,
Darkly night's shadows fall,
  And in those shades
  The sunlight fades,
The day's beyond recall.

  Thus age creeps on,
  Our race we run,
Death ends earth's bitter strife;
  E'er we repose,
  Time will disclose
The vanities of life.

  So now reflect,
  O'er each defect;
Truly thy sins bewail;
  And watch and pray
  For that sweet day
Death lifts life's mystic veil.

  For at life's close,
  How sweet to lose,
For the eternal day,
  These years of woe;
  Never to know
A joy that will decay.