“Praise the bridge that carried you over.” — George Colman
And now from yonder hill the sun’s bright beams
Shine through the mist, and flood the world with light;
The path winds on, leaving our broken dreams
Of tangled briar and brake far out of sight.
The dawn of hope has come our heart to cheer;
The path before us shines in the sun’s ray.
We follow on, into the coming year,
And in hope’s sunshine greet each op’ning day.
— Lilian Pearce