Poems (White)/Of a Sister
OF A SISTER
Lo! I had a dream last night, last night, An angel was in white, all white. Her eyes were like the stars above, Her voice was like a cooing dove. She bent above, and on my brow A kiss was pressed; I feel it now. You say what I would like to say, But I was called before my day. My life would've been a life of love To Him; but I was called above. So you must give to every one For me, before your life is done. I was so glad, you know, you know—Because I loved—I loved her so. I clung to her; she drew away; And this is all she had to say: Good-bye, good-bye, for I must go, While you must think for me below.