Poetry of Kansas
 

A Love Song.

When from the fair sky night's dark curtain is drawn
    I whisper softly, "I love thee."
At the first faint flush of the beautiful dawn
    I whisper softly, "I love thee."
I list to the sighs of the soft summer breeze,
Telling love tales to the whispering trees;
My love it is deeper and wider than seas,
    From the depth of my being I love thee.
 
And when night comes again in her soft, dusky robe,
    I sighingly murmur, "I love thee."
When the moon hangs above a silvery globe
    I sighingly murmur, "I love thee."
When the dewdrops are falling o'er meadow and lea,
And the night bird calls out from his perch on the
            tree,
I hail the sweet night that brings thee to me__
    For, true as there's heaven, I love thee.

__Mrs. Ella Goodwin, Ludell.

Poets and Poetry of Kansas
Edited by Thomas W. Herringshaw
(Chicago: American Publishers' Association. 1894)
Page 143

 
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