My Mother’s Memory
There is one bright star in heaven
Ever shining in my night;
God to me one guide has given
Like the sailor’s beacon light,
Set on every shoal of danger
Sending out its warning ray
To the homebound weary stranger
Looking for the land-locked bay.
In my farthest, wildest wand’rings
I have turned me to that love,
As a diver, neath the water,
Turns to watch the light above.
