The Absent Ones

I think of you as morning's light
Don't shine across the lawn
As with hastening footsteps on I tread
To drive the cattle to the bawn.
Your cheery voice methinks I hear
But you are far away-
And foreign skies doth o'er thee loom
As you greet the new born day.

And as I, my daily tasks fulfil
And bend to honest toil
With truth and fervour let me say
I miss the sunshine of thy smile.
But He hath willed and so I bow
To fate's solemn, grim decree
That sent thee from thy home away
Across the vast, restless sea.

When night upon the hills and dales
Doth cast its sombre pall
Remembering thoughts will crowd my soul
And hold my heart in thrall
And when Luna lends her gentle light
To illume. the silent scene
The thought, relief to me doth bring
On you, too, it casts its beam.

And for the heartache in each breast
As for home or friends may turn ?????
Let us in Him place all our trust
Whatso-e'er we may for yearn. ??????

Our hearts unite beneath his care
Where e're our lot is thrown

Denis J Foley,
Glounecomane.

( Last verse not completed. This is probably one
of his last poems, it was found written on
the back of a letter )