Daybreak
Though dark and dreary be the night
And tired and weary be your plight;
Though thoughts be ever full of gloom
And flowers never seem to bloom;
Though birds are restless on the wing
And life’s a jestless, futile thing;
Remember often that the sun
Will rise to soften night’s long run,
For dew will glitter on the flowers
And birds will twitter through the hours,
For life seems brighter when night’s gone
And thoughts grow lighter with the dawn.
By Ruth Cronin
Though dark and dreary be the night
And tired and weary be your plight;
Though thoughts be ever full of gloom
And flowers never seem to bloom;
Though birds are restless on the wing
And life’s a jestless, futile thing;
Remember often that the sun
Will rise to soften night’s long run,
For dew will glitter on the flowers
And birds will twitter through the hours,
For life seems brighter when night’s gone
And thoughts grow lighter with the dawn.
By Ruth Cronin
