Poem June 6, 1903 Issue

Trifles

ANNIE MARIE BLISS.

IT was only a cheery "Good morning,"
That she said as I started away;
But it echoed and rang in my busy thought
As I worked through a long, long day.

It was only a smile that she gave me,
But the smile was so sweet and true
That it gilded the edge of my cloudy thought
'Till it melted the cloud in blue.

It was only a rose with a message,
And "I love you," was all that it said;
But it lifted a doubt which had seemed to be
Leaving sweet peace, instead.

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