ANNIVERSARY
Helen Lowrie Marshall

When first I dreamed of how our love would be,
So shallow was my dream, how could I see
The whole great, matchless depth of ripened love?
Can earthbound hearts envision Heaven above?
When first we two were sweethearts, you and I,
I did not dream how swift the time would fly;
How every perfect day would be, when gone,
The prelude to a still more perfect dawn.
In all my dreams I never knew the power
That love could have to sweeten every hour;
The quiet joy I find in your caress,
The sweet content of our togetherness.
The dream was just a glimpse God gave to me,
One fleeing glimpse of sweet reality.