Farewell to Summer: A Poem

FAREWELL TO SUMMER. (For the Improvement Era.)

Farewell — farewell to you, Summer — and dreams! We've walked where the pools of the marshes lie darkling, Or sat on the cushions that bordered the streams, To watch where the sands with bright sunlight were sparkling.

For days we have carolled, but now must be working, With hearts that are true and hearts that are brave; No longer must we our duty be shirking, Or lost shall we be in the drifting wave.

Sing to us, Summer, when Winter comes creeping, With cold clammy garments, the wilderness through, And if we in sorrow shall some day be weeping, 0, echo the anthem* we warbled to you. Lou Lewis. Salt Lake City, Utah.

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