Autumn Days

• O blissful autumn days,
  Please linger here awhile
  We love thy winsome ways
  Our minds thou dost beguile.
  
  Thy days are filled with peace;
  Thy nights, with incense sweet,
  Are far too short for us,
  Thy moments all too fleet.
  
  The splendor of thy hours
  From fleeting night ‘till dawn
  Proclaim thy sudden death;
  Thou’rt swifter than a fawn.
  
  I’d love to grasp thee tight
  And never let thee go—
  For winter with its cold
  And ice and frost and snow.
  
  M.E. Van Order
  1926

A Cleansing

• Like line, snow white,
  Drying in the breeze;
  Sun-bleached, immaculate,
  Requiring nothing more
  But folding and giving to each
  Satin fold a crease,
  Then laid away in lavender
  Ready to adorn, to satisfy and please.
  
  So must my mind and soul
  Become snow-white,
  Drained of darkness,
  Filtered through with Love,
  Each corner filled with charity and peace,
  Ready and immaculate
  To soar above and live with angels
  In everlasting light.
  
  Maud E. Van Order

Yesterday

The time is at hand
When I can’t see today
For the days that have gone;
For those sweet yesterdays
Of unrealized joy,
When I was a girl
And when you were my boy

Yes the time is at hand
When today seems a myth,
And the days that are gone
Are my memories gold.
What care I for today,
For I live for the joy
That I once was your girl,
When you were my boy.

Song Lyric
M.E.V.
1935