How Glad the Day

HOW GLAD THE DAY. (For the Improvement Era. ) How glad the Day, how glad ! For tke world is fair to see, With her flowers sweet, and her grass-green lane, And her singing birds in the tree. How glad the Day, how glad! For the golden June is here; With her glorious morn, and her sunny noon, And her night with dreams that are dear. How glad my Heart, how glad! For my Love has made it so; With her whispered words, and her soulful eyes, And the faith sh« has made me know. Ethel Genieve Rogers. Salt Lake City, Utah.