by Wintter Haynes Watts (1884 - 1962)

A hope
Language: English 
Though the darksome night is round me,
  Well I know the morn will come,
And with morning, oh! the sunshine
  That will flood my home!

Though to-night I lie here, lonely,
  Maybe he (she) will be a part
Of the coming of the morning,
  And make glad again my heart!

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This text was added to the website: 2020-10-07
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