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At the Turn of the Road

There's a change of luck at the turn of the road,
A pot of gold, a lighter load,
The end of parting, and tears and pain,
With sunshine breaking through clouds and rain—
At the turn of the road.

At the bend of the road lurk violets sweet,
A green-sward path for the weary feet,
A new life started—a journey's end,
And the trusting love of a dear, dear friend—
At the turn of the road.

—Norma Phillips Muir


Sunset

Twilight, bird's call,
Reddens the West,
Scarlet, a silent sea
Beneath its breast.

Mast light, lamb's cry,
Darkens the West
Pillowed on purple tide—
A World at rest.

—Maude Petitt Hill


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