From the Newark Evening Star, February 26, 1915. By J. McKenna.
In the bright scenes of nature no greater delights
Than the bright summer mornings and clear, cloudless nights,
When we think of the beauty of land and of sea
Then our hearts fill with gladness and happy are we.
No picture, how skillful, will ever compare
To the bright scenes of nature so charming and fair,
The hills and the valleys, the clear running stream,
All blending together in beauty serene.
Let us gaze on the sun, on the sweet summer days
When it shines in all splendor with bright golden rays.
Once more let us turn to the sky in the West,
Bright day is declining, all nature at rest.
Let us list to the nightingale sing in the trees
And inhale the sweet roses in June’s gentle breeze
When we sail o’er the ocean, the moon sparkling bright,
Reflects on the water its clear, silvery light.
What joy and what pleasure when evening comes on
To list to the strains of sweet music and song,
To meet the dear friends that we all love so well
In our dear native homestead, where happiness dwells.
The bright scenes of nature and friends that we love
Is a reflex of Heaven, the land up above.
Soon springtime and summer once more will be here
To bring joy and gladness, fond hopes and good cheer.