HOME-MADE SUNSHINE by Mary D. Brine

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Apr 30, 1896

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 22, No. 18.

HOME-MADE SUNSHINE.

By Mary D. Brine

BY MARY D. BRINE.

What care I—as the days go by— Whether gloomy or bright the sky? What care I what the weather may be, Cold or warm—’tis the same to me. For my dear home skies—they are always blue; And my dear home weather (the glad days thro’) Is “beautiful summer” from morn till night, And my feet walk ever in love’s true light.

And why? Well, here is my baby sweet, Following me ’round on his restless feet, Smiling on me thro’ his soft blue eyes, And gladdening and brightening my indoor skies. And baby’s father, with fond, true heart (To baby and me, home’s better part)— His face is sunshine, and we rejoice In the music heard in his loving voice.

So why should we heed—as the days go by— The gloom or the light of the weather and sky Of the outside world, when we’re busy all day Manufacturing sunshine which fades not away? With smiles, with kisses, with peace and with joy— Father and mother, and baby-boy— We are living each day in the sunshine we make— And God keep us and guide us for love’s dear sake!

—Harper’s Bazaar.