Hope and Faith

HOPE! Not distant is the Springtime,

Butterflies will soon be winging—

In new nests the merry songsters

Their new songs will soon be singing.

Know! The night itself will vanish,

Cloudlands drift and melt away—

Once again will skies shine azure,

Stars by night and suns by day.

New the roses, new the flowers,

Spring’s new odors flow in waves,

Brilliant colors, scents and singing

Will arise above our graves.