THE BETTER LAND:

There are no Castles in this World-
Like once we built in Spain!
And NEVER AGAIN, the soft wind blows,
Adown the shady lane!

AN ANGEL helped me write these lines-
SHE IS ALWAYS HERE WITH ME!
I AM SENDING HER TO YOU TODAY-
In a DREAMERS poetry!

I tell Her “FLY AWAY OUT WEST”-
Across the Prairies Wide!
And HELP a HEART to find her rest-
The LONELY BE BESIDE!

They say there is a BETTER LAND;
And… it must surely be!
OR ELSE WHY WOULD AN ANGEL COME
AND…. STAY AN HOUR WITH ME?

Let us walk again, in the green pastures;
By the still waters;
And wander where the WILD WINDS ROAM!

Thats all there was to it; this SISTER still lives
out there…. but she is very poorly. and VERY OLD.
She came here twice to see us.