Was it only a light Divine
That shines for a while and goes!
Or was it some attribute inherent
Like fragrance in a rose!
Whatsoever it might have been
It has not left me cold
But blossomed more and more each day
As I’ve been growing old
It’s true, where others reached in a week
I reached in a month too-long
But thanks to God, He gave me the time
To finish my earthly song