The day was warm, the air was sweet
Clouds seemed to waltz on tip toe feet
The waters rippled in the streams
With motions wrapt in eager schemes !
Somewhere apart the world rejoiced
With hope the need for peace was voiced
What victory may we expect,
Will it take long or be direct ?
How much more time must we await,
When is our expiration date ?
We do not know, of this I’m sure
But beg of God help speed the cure !
Claire V. Bogdanos 