|Good-night, my dear! The long day died
In sunset's afterglow;
The faint, far candles of the sky
Were lighted long ago.
How brave they shine on me and mine
From out that field of blue!
And one, a-far, points where you are,
And watches over you.
Good-night, my dear! Across the dark
I send my love to you,
And may your sleep be sweet and deep
And all your dreams come true.
And may there be one dream of me,
To keep my memory bright,
Lest you forget I love you yet,
And so, my dear, good-night!
__Ester M. (Clark) Hill.
The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)