Before It Is Too Late by Ida Goldsmith Morris

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 19, 1902

Before It Is Too Late

By Ida Goldsmith Morris

If you've a gray-haired mother In the old home far away, Sit down and write the letter You put off day by day. Don't wait until her tired steps Reach heaven's pearly gate, But show her that you think of her Before it is too late.

If you've a tender message, Or a loving word to say, Don't wait till you forget it, But whisper it to-day. Who knows what bitter memories May haunt you if you wait— So make your loved ones happy Before it is too late.

We live but in the present, The future is unknown— To-morrow is a mystery, To-day is all our own. The chance that fortune lends to us May vanish while we wait, To spend your life's rich treasure Before it is too late.

The tender words unspoken, The letters never sent, The long-forgotten messages, The wealth of love unspent,— For these some hearts are breaking, For these some loved ones wait, So show them that you care for them Before it is too late.

— Ida Goldsmith Morris.