Wisdom is brightest in the day-spring of morn;
I have inherited the wind’s song.
Wisdom shall flourish like a branch in Spring –
I drink from wisdom’s fountain.
Wisdom in my soul sustains laughter;
I shall flourish in His eternal love hereafter.
My children – my glory, my children’s children – my crown.
The day is done, oh my soul, sleep in peace, lie down.
– C. S. Craig 1996