In Happy Moments.

IN happy moments day by day
The sands of life may pass;
In swift but tranquil tide away,
From time's unerring glass.


Yet hopes we used as bright to dream,
Remembrance will recall,
Whose pure and whose unfading beam,
Is dearer than them all.

Though anxious eyes upon us gaze,
And hearts with fondness beat;
Whose smile upon each feature plays,
With truthfulness replete.
Some thought none other can replace,
Remembrance will recall;
Which in the flight of years we trace,
Is dearer than them all.