When the curtains of night are pinned back by the stars
And the beautiful moon leapes the skyes,
And the dewdrops of heaven are kissing the rose,
It is then, that my memory flyes
As if on the wing of some beautiful dove
In hast with the message it bears,
To bring you a kiss of affection and say’es
I remember you, love, in my prayers.
Go where you will on land or at sea,
I’ll share your sorrows and care’s
And at night when I kneel by my bedside to pray
I’ll remember you, love, in my prayer’s.
I have loved you too fondly to ever forget
The love you have spoken for me,
And the kisses of affection still warm on my lips,
When you told me how true you would be.
I know not if fortune be fickle or friend,
Or if time on your memory wears,
I know that I love you wherever you rome,
And remember you, love, in my prayers.
When heavenly angels are guarding the good,
As God ordained them to do,
In answer to prayer’s I have offered to him,
I know there is one watching you,
And may its bright spirit be with you through life- -
To guide you up to heaven’s bright stair
And meet with the one who has shared you so true,
And remember you, love, in her prayers.
(From a MS. Written in 1905 and belonging to Mary Alice Hoover’s grandmother.)
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