A bouquet of days! oh, handle them carefully!
Keep each as pure as a babe at the breast;
Add each to thy live with fervor and prayerfully
Return each to God when you go to your rest.
A bouquet of days! and each a tomorrow,
Revealing its wonders as unfolds a flower:
May no act of mine turn a day into sorrow,
To hold each in sunshine may I have the power!
A bouquet of days to gaze on in wonder;
One by one they'll unfold to the world something new:
But cherish them well; they have power to sunder
Much that is evil, and leave you the true.
-- Adelaide F. Bassett [Adelaide F. Samuels]
Los Angeles Times, 7 Jan 1918