  LAST night when I was watching shadows lengthen From twilight into deeper, darker lines, The lazy river caught my little boat dear, And swept it in among the clinging vines. And somehow in the mirror of the current I saw your kindly face look back at me. Then I reached my eager hands toward you As one would do to friends across the sea. Friend O! mine, don’t think that I’ve forgotten, Tho’ parted now by many a weary mile. In every little pool I see reflected, Your eyes forever tender with a smile And someday when GOD calls me from my dreaming And draws me from life’s loneliness apart, I’ll carry all these things that I remember— About you, up to heaven in my heart. |
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