Another day, another dawn,
Alas, no sweet face, this morning?s sun to warm.
Yet, your presence lingers on,
Here in a place you?ve never seen.
I feel as if you have watched with me
This sun caress these distant fells, and heard birds sing,
As well as I, and seen this silver light,
Spread over the eastern sky.
You are not far gone, you too will see
Through, Heaven?s open door
This golden dawn, on some other shore,
And hear the song of birds that never die, and see a sky of gold,
That passes not away;
That everlasting dawn
Of God?s Eternal Day.
© Elizabeth Anderson 1958
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