To My Husband
I can meet
the disappointments
Let trials
vex me sore
If only I
can be with you
When day
is o’er.
I can toil
until I falter
From dawn ‘til
setting sun
If only I
can feel your arms
When day
is done.
I can
tread the thorns or roses
Whichever
be my way
If only we
can view the stars
At close
of day.
I can bear
all the crosses
Let crowns
and glories wait
If
together we may enter
The Golden
Gates.
September 11, 1929