Grand Haven Daily Tribune February 9, 1904
LINES SUGGESTED BY THE RECENT DEATH
OF A YOUNG LADY
By David Fletcher Hunton.
She is sleeping! Sweetly sleeping
In the arms of Mother Earth;
Sleeping! While her soul has blossomed
Into an immortal birth.
Sleeping, where the springtime glories
Near her grave will shortly press;
Sleeping, while her friends will cherish
Mem’rys of her loveliness.
Sleeping, where the rose will blossom,
Where the birds will come and sing;
Sleeping, where the old lake’s music,
O’er her tomb is echoing.
Sleeping, where September’s sunshine,
Bathes “Lake Forest” with its gold;
Sleeping, where the flaming maples
Tremble in the frost and cold.
Sleeping, only to awaken
In the “Everlasting Arms;”
Sleeping, ‘till in Eden’s splendors,
She unfolds her angel charms.
Grand Haven, Mich.