From Darkness to Light [antikvár]

moRninQ an6 nightI say a prayer each morning and I say one every night Because somehow they make me feel That everything is right.They seem to give the golden sun A warm and friendly glow And draw a brighter moonbeam to The flowers and the snow.They sort of shape the silver stars t That twinkle in the sky L And give a breath of incense to The winds that wander by.ly morning and my evening prayers Are candle-wicks that burn So I may walk the proper path And know which way to turn.