AT DAY’s END.
Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
The day is almost over and it’s toiling is through.
Is there any one to utter now a kindly word to you?
Does any one remember that you spoke to him to-day?
Can you say to-night, in parting with the day that’s slipping fast.
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Did you waste the day or lose it?
was it well or sorely spent?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said?
Does the man whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you leave a trail of kindness, or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber , do you think that GOD will say,
you have earned one more to-morrow by the work you did to-day?