A Perfect Day
When you come to the end of a perfect day,
And you sit alone with your thought,
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay,
For the joy that the day has brought,
Do you think what the end of a perfect day
Can mean to a tired heart,
When the sun goes down with a flaming ray,
And the dear friends have to part?
Well, this is the end of a perfect day,
Near the end of a journey, too,
But it leaves a thought that is big and strong,
With a wish that is kind and true.
For mem’ry has painted this perfect day
With colors that never fade,
And we find at the end of a perfect day,
The soul of a friend we’ve made.
by Carrie Jacobs-Bond (1910)
Carrie Minetta Jacobs-Bond was born on 11 August 1862 in Janesville, Wisconsin, United States of America. She became a songwriter, a singer, and a pianist. Carrie Minetta Jacobs-Bond passed on at 84 years of age on 28 December 1946 in Hollywood, California, United States of America.
When you come to the end of a perfect day,
And you sit alone with your thought,
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay,
For the joy that the day has brought,
Do you think what the end of a perfect day
Can mean to a tired heart,
When the sun goes down with a flaming ray,
And the dear friends have to part?
Well, this is the end of a perfect day,
Near the end of a journey, too,
But it leaves a thought that is big and strong,
With a wish that is kind and true.
For mem’ry has painted this perfect day
With colors that never fade,
And we find at the end of a perfect day,
The soul of a friend we’ve made.
by Carrie Jacobs-Bond (1910)
Carrie Minetta Jacobs-Bond was born on 11 August 1862 in Janesville, Wisconsin, United States of America. She became a songwriter, a singer, and a pianist. Carrie Minetta Jacobs-Bond passed on at 84 years of age on 28 December 1946 in Hollywood, California, United States of America.