How sad it would be but how happy it is.

How sad t’would be to see the sun no more;

never again feel its warm rays against my face

and all those blooms that, out of spring and summer, pour

that serve to brighten and to beautify each space.

How happy t’is that I am still alive

and, Nature’s splendour, may admire and adore.

Oh while I see and hear and touch; while I survive,

let me take time to know this earth and love her more.